"What the hell happened to you?!" Fox asked, quite concerned. "I, uh, fell," I replied trying to end the conversation. Fox stares at me for a while. "How the fuck do you fall so hard your leg so bad it needs to be bandaged," they asked. "I don't know! It just happened," I said, starting to get angry. I slowly limped up to my room and sat down on my bed. I sighed as I looked down at my feet. "Of course he left, everyone always leaves me," I said holding back tears. I looked at my window and noticed something peculiar. There was scratch marks on it. I got up and limped over to it. I examined the marks. They were the exact size of Abaddon's. I ran my finger along them. It was almost as if something dragged him out. So I've decided once my leg is all better that I'm going back to the woods to find him.
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The thing under my bed
RomanceDillan is a college student who's on summer break. His parents left for a vacation leaving him home alone for a month. He keeps hearing strange noises from under his bed. What could it be?
