Murder In The Night

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(I'm sorry the story is shitty and there might be some spelling errors, English is not my first language)

  

(Alexander's P. O. V)

I was caught off guard - one moment I was enjoying my time with Milan, and the next moment, I found myself in a completely unexpected situation.
Milan and I were just having a good day at the mall and shopping.
Milan whined about his hurting feet, "When can we go home, Alex?" I replied, "We've only been walking for 3 minutes, Milan. Shut up."
Milan's eyes rolled as he let out an exasperated groan, "Whatever, Alex." Suddenly, a girl darted in front of us, screaming at the top of her lungs as she disappeared into the distance. A chaotic crowd followed closely behind, and Milan and I turned our heads to see what was going on.
Just then, a blood-curdling scream echoed through the air, "Run!! There's a murderer on the loose!!" The adrenaline rushed through our veins as we realized we were in the middle of a terrifying situation.
As Milan darted off, I followed suit, trailing closely behind him. His pace picked up with each piercing scream that echoed through the air, and I struggled to match his speed. Despite my best efforts, I eventually fell behind, unable to keep up with his frenzied sprint. "MILAN, WAIT!" I cried out, panting with each word.
Milan turned around to look at me, but he stopped abruptly, and his lip started to quiver, "Alex... turn around," his voice quivered as he spoke, "TURN AROUND!!"
As soon as I heard Milan's voice, I felt a chill run down my spine. It was so different from how he usually spoke - stern and forceful like he was trying to control his anger. For a split second, I froze in fear, wondering what I had done wrong to deserve this sudden outburst. It was then that it dawned on me - Milan's voice was a warning sign, a signal that I might be in serious trouble.
As soon as I turned around, everything went pitch black. In an instant, the world around me vanished, leaving nothing but an eerie emptiness. Suddenly, a deafening scream pierced through the silence, echoing through the void...

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(Milan's P. O. V.)

My heart raced as Alex crumpled to the ground with a loud thud, his scream echoing through the deserted mall. Panic surged through me as I glanced around, seeing nothing but empty corridors stretching out in all directions.
"Alex!" I shouted, my voice trembling. No response.
I lowered myself down to the ground, my knees sinking into the soft earth as I approached him. With a gentle touch, I placed my hands on his shoulders, hoping to rouse him from his slumber. Despite my efforts to remain composed, my heart was racing with adrenaline, coursing through my veins like a wild river.
As I watch the love of my life lying in a crumpled heap on the floor, I feel a surge of panic and confusion. Should I rush to his side and help him up, or is it better to stand back and let him recover on his own? The sight of him in such a vulnerable state is both heart-wrenching and alarming, and I struggle to decide what my next move should be. As I stand there, frozen in indecision, I can't help but wonder how we got to this point, and whether we'll ever be able to pick up the pieces and move forward together.
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