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Looking In All The Wrong Places. {1}

{A DIFFERENT PIP PERSPECTIVE OF AS GOOD AS DEAD.. trust me it's worth reading!!}

It had been happening for a while now.
Dead pigeons.
Creepy chalk drawings.
Dark life-threatening emails.
I was being stalked. Somebody was plotting to do something to me and I was fully aware of it, Ravi was too.
Something bad was going to happen to me.
And after finding what I found on my run, Ravi encouraged me to tell the police.. you would think they would consider me creditable by now- well, needless to say they don't. They turned me away like a lost dog.

So now, here I was... running my fingers through my now greasy hair, staring at my computer screen, my leg shaking up and down as shock and confusion filled my body.
All of these signs that this stalker has been giving me for weeks now, all connect to signs that the "DT Killer" , gave his victims before kidnapping them and then killing them.. right after wrapping them in duct tape.
Shivers ran down my spine.
Someone had been arrested for the crimes, the murders- but the mother of the suspect is convinced that her son is innocent, despite his "confession."
Maria Karras.
I just have to talk to her.
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It had been several days since I talked to Maria.
Now, I too was convinced that her son wasn't the true serial killer, and that the real DT killer was still out there.
Things have gotten worse.
Random numbers have called me, just to sit there in silence.. sometimes, I can hear the person on the other end breathing.
My printer goes off in the middle of the night with the same repetitive message.
"Who will look for you when you're the one who goes missing."
Looking at it, it now looked more like a statement to me, not a question.
A million thoughts kept me up at night. Not just because of the whole stalker situation, but the thought of Stanley's lifeless body kept me awake as-well. It seemed as if now the Xanax wasn't working , at all. It just wasn't strong enough.
The only thing that still somewhat helped me was my runs.
And that's exactly what I was about to do.
Go for a run.
*Time skip to about twenty minutes after*
Out of breath, I slowed to a walking pace.
Yet again, my run had saved me and knocked some of the negative thoughts out of my head.
A vibration went off in my pocket, and I reached down to grab my phone.
A random number.
Great. Just as I was beginning to feel okay.
The app that I had recently downloaded began to identify the caller , and right before I got the answer I've so desperately been searching for- A pair of strong arms grabbed me.. and before I knew it- I was in the trunk of a car.

Part two coming up guys! TRUST ME ITS WORTH IT !! Love you all<33.