It was a decent night out. The sun was just setting.
Isa Bradford was leaving a friend's house and heading home. Stepping out on the trail she noticed someone else was walking ahead of her. Only a few steps into her walk she felt someone grab her arm from behind. Startled, she tried to yank her arm away, that's when the fear started to set in. Something in her gut told her something wasn't right when the person who grabbed her began to move her from the trail. She looked up the trail to see if the person was still there to somehow get away. The girl from her figure under the light was looking dead in her direction. Isa tried to scream for help but a hand covered her mouth, muffling her voice. Isa felt their cold but warm hands wrap around her throat blocking her airway. Trying to remove the hands from her neck, she clawed the hand but it seemed like it wasn't working. Black spots started to cloud her vision and with lack of oxygen she was finding it hard to breathe. Isa was feeling her body become weak. Tears started running down her face, she wanted it to be over soon. Isa knew this was going to be her last night alive, but she hoped by some miracle someone would save her. She thought it was a bad dream and she was going to wake up. She was found the next morning by someone jogging on the trail.
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Journal 1: The Beginning
Mystery / ThrillerFrom the weird dreams she has been having to the murders happening in her city. From the sécréta Empress Zenovia is keeping. Nairobi wants to figure out what's going and hopefully she find out the truth. ** Constructive criticism is wanted. This is...
