She stares at you.
She never takes her eyes off you.
She still holds her bloody knife in her hand while she smiles.
You can't move.
You can't scream.
You open your mouth but no sounds come out.
Soon your eyesight falters and everything around you starts to blurr.
You're slowly losing consciousness.
You hear her wicked laugh as everything fades to black.
"Good night, old friend."
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Luna's Short Stories
Fanfictioni will randomly update with new short stories whenever I can. hope you like them! WARNING ⚠️ THERE ARE MENTIONS OF DARK THEMES INCLUDING SUICIDE IN SOME SHORT STORIES AND SEXUAL ASSAULT. IF THESE MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE (understandably so) DO NOT RE...
