I'm running. I've got no choice but to hide. I'm frantically packing my things. Boxes boxes boxes. Backpack. Everything. Food. Water. Clothes. Shoes. Must run. Hide. NOW.
I'm living in the woods. I've found an old shed. Hiding. It's been a while now since my ex tried to attack me and I did what I had to do. I'm adjusting quite well despite the circumstances. Wake with the sunrise, the birds sing for me, rain cleanses me, the woods play my music, no extra noise or stress of "normal" human life. It's.. rebirth. I go into town to grab supplies at least once a month. Today is restock day. When I make it to the store I enter expecting to swiftly buy my things and leave but I run into a man who is acting like he knows me. Maybe I do know him, I'm not sure. I am friendly, talked to him for a while but as I turn to go back to my shopping, he says he "is proud of me." I am stunned, "why?" He replies, "You know what you did. He deserved it." Panic. He knows. HOW does he know. WHO is he. Cop? No.. I got to get out of here. My temples pulse and my chest flutters. I rush to buy my supplies as quickly as possible trying not to faint. I nearly run to my vehicle. I load everything up and hop in, close and lock the doors. I take a big deep breath. But before I even turn the key over, a rush of flesh envelopes me. Then, black
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Loki's Cell
Mystery / Thriller🎨🖌️Artist is Casey Triere or Muirin007 on deviantart🖌️🎨 they have some beautiful artworks, lots of which are of Loki if anyone wants to check them out too! I worship Loki, the God of Chaos. This short story is a recent dream I had involving him...
