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(Y/n) Point of View :

Headaches are bothersome, suddenly this
pain in my head appears. Lately I also have an
adequate sleep pattern, eat only when I feel
like it.

Then, what's wrong with my head?

I walked to my room intending to rest, so this headache will go away soon. I don't know what this bad feeling is when I pass through my living room, the hairs on my neck stand up.

My mind kept screaming for me to continue walking towards my room, but my feet suddenly stopped, I couldn't move my muscles.

Another strange feeling, I really wanted to look back at my living room and check what was there. But I don't want to, I'm too nervous and afraid to look.

Was my house robbed? Did a stranger come into my house again?

I finally dared to look into the living room and saw nothing there, the silence that I only found. My eyes wandered around the room looking for any distractions, thinking it would be like the arrival of a sorcerer from another universe.

But nothing, nothing weird that I felt before.

Slowly but surely, I turned my head back to continue my steps towards my room. But the hairs on my neck suddenly stood up again.

I quickly looked back, what I saw made me jump to my knees which immediately went limp. In the living room stands a woman in
her trademark red dress, complete with a crown on her forehead.

Her presence made me freeze, she is here, standing not far from me. Standing in my house, in my living room.

Staring back at me with a sharp gaze, slightly black eyes bags, dry mouth. Her hand slowly appeared from behind her body, exposing her blackened fingers.

I don't know what to do, I can't think of anything but wonder.

How...

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A.N :

Welp, I'm back 'trying' to bring a new story. This is a sequel of the story from The Rescue, the book I uploaded last year.
I'm still thinking about this storyline,
I hope it fits your expectations and mine too.
I do hope you enjoy reading this book. And I will say it again and again that I am sorry if there is wrong grammar, English is not my main language.

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