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Darcy was working a late night shift, bored out of her mind. She honestly was expecting something interesting to finally happen in her life, but hey..Not everything happens..Or does it?

"DARCY MILL?" a voice echoed out, Darcy perked up: Her manager was calling

She groaned and stood up, going over to the office "Yes boss?" She asked, her voice sounding a bit tired but soft as she looked at him with a raised eyebrow

"This morning, someone...Left something for you" The manager said, kinda confused sounding. He looked up at Darcy with a curious expression "Did you tell someone to leave you a package?"

The manager put a box on the table that seemed to be made out of torn up cardboard "And on top of that it looked badly wrapped..."

Immediately, Darcy was a bit surprised because she doesnt know anyone that would just RANDOMLY send her a package...Specifically at her work place, no better "No..?" She hesitantly replied and examined the package "I usually have people send packages to MY HOME so i have no idea who sends me a package at work"

The manager nodded, also a bit curious but gave her the box "None of the others have really looked inside of it when it came in" He sighed "So you can open it to see for yourself"

"I'll open it at home" Darcy shrugged "Its probably some random package my friend send or something else-" She began walking out

"Oh...And Darcy?" The manager spoke up, making Darcy glance at him "Be careful when walking home after your shift ends...I heard there was some sadistic killers on the loose..."

Darcy was silent for a moment, slowly nodding "Yeah, i've also heard...I have a pocket knife on me and some device thingy that makes lots of noise, i think i'll be fine"

The manager sighed softly, watching Darcy leave with the package

Darcy made it back to her desk and placed the box on her desk before hearing the TV in the staff room "These people..." She sighed but went to see what her coworkers were watching

"Darcy! You came just in time!" Darcy's coworker and former best friend, Lance: A blonde with red highlight of hair, waved and pointed at the TV

"What is it?" Darcy looked at the TV

The TV was turned to the news..It was live

"Another night, another fright: 40 more people have been found murdered on West part of town" The reporter began "This time there was a survivor that managed to get out of the attack"

"Oh please..." Darcy whispered but Lance shushed her quickly

The TV showed a live broadcast of the survivor who was shaking and looked sleep-driven, a male reporter came up and asked "Sir, what did you see on the crime scene? Who did you manage to survive?"

The victim slowly pulled out his phone and showed a picture of some sort of creature that was crawling on the ground straight at him: The creature looked human...But with very pale/white skin, long limps, unhinged jaw that was dragging on the ground

"Woah..." Lance whispered as Darcy squinted her eyes at the photo

Darcy said out loud "Skincrawler...?" Seeming a bit unsure but at the same time: The photo matched what a skincrawler would look like

"No way" Lance looked at Darcy, raising an eyebrow in slight desblief "Maybe it was just a dog attack?"

"A dog attack that killed 40 people?" Darcy asked, as if expecting a more valid and not stupid sounding explanation

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