This story begins with a girl named Stacey.
STACEY WAKE UP
STACEY?
STACEY COME ON WE HAVE TO GO- NO WAIT STAC!-
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Stacey pov:
*Cough cough*
Where am i?..
I stood up but fell down,like i got shot, i didn't understand why i fell but i could feel a very sharp pain in my leg. I look where i felt the pain.
A scar
A..
Very
Big
One.
...
It wasn't human. Like an bear scar but it didn't bleed at all. the scar was fully black and just didn't come off.
I tryed to get rid of it but it just wouldn't.
I look around in my room, until i just realised that i wasn't. WHERE AM I?
Oh my god..
I dont even know how i got here.. my memory is very foggy..
I wil just get out like an normal person does.
Stacey was in a very old looking farmers house, it had alot of cabinets and bookshelfs. The house was colour themed brown and grey. The house was build with hands with.. wood. Pretty old modern you could say. The door was locked. The room was filled with supplies. Stacey went down and look into the tool box..
hammer.
I could use this to break the lock!
*Smash*
The lock broke
I unlocked the door and went down stairs
The lights had a yellow colour and i couldn't see much. I saw the back door and front door..
I first tryed the front door.
Ofcourse it locked.
Just as i was about to hammer my way through-
Someone.hit.me.from.behind..
I woke up in a very old and dusty basement it stinked to something very gross something
Dead?
Rotting?
I couldn't even stand the smell that i had to block my nose.
Why me?
I wanted to cry
Who was calling me in my dream
I dont wanna die
Just yet
Spare me
These thoughts only brought tears rolling down my cheeks, my eyes getting puffer by each singel tear.
I couldn't bear the thought dying here
I just wanted to be free-
i heard something
Someone
..
I went and looked ,
A room that was locked.
I whipped my tears away like nothing happened. Or so i acted.
I didnt know who it could be, so i put my head on de door amd tryed to listen.
I heard someone crying and begging to get out
I saw an key and tryed to open de door.
The door opened
As i see a boy around my age crying his heart out.
I walked to him
Step by step
...
"..W-who are you?"
"NO PLEASE I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING-"
Shut up, im trying to save your butt!
"..... O-okay"
He had nive brown hair, pretty face ngl and a slim body with scars like mine.
"You aren't gonna do anything right?"
Uh.. no nothin'
Anyways whats you're name?
"Tyler.."
My name is stacey..
Do you know where we are right now..?
"I dont know.. it been a long time sinds i got here.."
How long?
"7 months.. Please i just want to get out, i can't do this anymore! You are my only hope-"
Hey,hey! Dont just give up yet..!
This boy, i dont know what he was thinking. But i just dont wanna know.
Could i trust him tho?
Maybe he know the way out of here!
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Tyler pov:
She is probably thinking something bad about me. they always say that..NONONONO! ughh. stop thinking bad tyler! You could get out!
Pov:
...
Okay come on lets get out
"Oh, okay.."
