We're here in a dark,empty room. Me and my bestfriend don't know how we got here, we don't even know what we were doing here. I gave him a questioning look hoping that he knew the reason why we're here but he gave the same look. Then suddenly, a guy came inside the room with an evil grin on his face. We instantly knew that means trouble. So we ran. We ran and ran and ran. But the room seems to stretch. Almost impossible to reach the end. In an unexpected turn of events, the guy appeared in front of us with a devious smirk on his face. He came closer. My bestfriend tried to stop him. But the guy took a knife from his pocket. It happened so fast. And I didn't know what happened next. Until, he touched my hand, I averted my gaze to him. He was looking at something. I followed where his eyes was. My own eyes widen. He's been stabbed near the heart by the guy who was now gone. His wound was bleeding profusely. Soaking his shirt with blood. He started to get weak but I caught him before he could reach the ground. I held him close hoping to give him comfort. Then I felt something running down my face. I realized I was crying.
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This is a TagLish story. (￣∀￣)
