I woke up the next day in a hospital room, staring at the boring white ceiling, wondering what happened.
"Ah, you're awake," said an unfamiliar voice. "I expect you're confused! Do you remember what happened yesterday?"
"No..." I responded. "W-who are you?"
"Awe, I didn't introduce myself. My name is Dr. William, and I would like to ask you a few questions if you don't.mind." he responded.
"U-uh... O-ok..."
"Ok, first question..."
His questioning went on forever, until I had a question myself.
"Um... Excuse me?
"Yes?" he said in surprise.
"Um, I was wondering who shot me yesterday? Do you know? Or the police or..."
"No, no sweetie, you don't need to know that at this time..."
"All I want to know is who shot me and his description." I was thinking of the man from before. I wanted to know if he had done this, to see if he meant for this to happen. I want to see him and talk to him again, ask him if he did this, or if he just knew if it would happen.
"Yes, he was found. A man named Ryan," William replied.
"What color hair?" I asked.
William sighed. "It was blond. I'll be leaving you now. Stay here for a couple more hours and you'll be free to go."
Blond? I though. The man I saw had black hair. This made me confused. How did the man know that someone was in my house? And why wasn't he seen, he was in my house, too? Thought raced through my head. Questions with no answers.
"Well, goodbye!" exclaimed William.
"Goodbye!"
And then, silence. After a few minutes, I got board. Then, I heard voices. They were unclear, and I could barely hear them. There were three, and one sounded familiar.
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Good Enough to Bring Back
RomanceAs I went to go put my jewelry away, I felt a presence behind me. I turned around and saw something I thought I would only see in my imagination. It was a man, holding a staff. It looked really weird. Like a...scythe? No, it couldn't be. Did people...
