Damian looked down and checked the tracker he'd put on his sister. He smirked as he saw where she was. Everything was going according to his plan... His excitement only grew as the red dot scurried around the premises of the new college Alessandra was going to. It was already in place; only time would tell if it would succeed. He knew that if his plan was rushed, it was bound to fail. He roamed around his cluttered apartment, searching for his hoodie. He needed to get outside immediately. After finding and slipping his hoodie on, he walked to his window. It would take too long to walk down two flights of stairs, although Damian could step down those pretty fast. He opened the window and was instantly smacked with the cold breeze of Manhattan. His brown hair swept over his eyes, blinding him for a split second before the wind lifted it away. He was sure that his nosy neighbors would be concerned if they saw him halfway through his window. Without any hesitation, he pushed his arms forward and leapt clean out of the window. As he fell, he felt the wind rush past him, and he heard the screams of lost souls fly across his ears. His window wasn't too high up, so when he tucked himself into a roll he didn't feel any pain. He lightly brushed off himself as he stood up, getting rid of any dirt or residue left on him. Let it all fall. He thought. Let it all come crashing down.
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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...
