Evelyn stepped out into the inky streets of Manhattan, ready to go meet her friends. Lights pierced through the sky like signals for help. She timidly stepped out of her apartment, wearing a thick woolen sweater, sweatpants, and a beanie to protect herself from the bitter cold her apartment often faced. She shivered as she trembled onto the sidewalk. The passerby gave her strange glances, probably due to her bony appearance. She usually wouldn't walk outside at this time; crime brawled out on the streets, but something seemed... off. Evelyn glanced around hesitantly, as something made her heart drop down to her stomach, and her eyes open wide. Screams? To be more specific, someone's horrified, high-pitched, and choked screams.
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The Shattered Soul
Mystery / ThrillerA Bittersweet Revenge I wrote this with a couple friends. Im not gonna write their names, but if you see this my dear friends, u can claim credit for it. Keep in mind that I have my friends' numbers, so if anyone tries to act like my friends and cla...
