You are at school one day, and open your locker to find a blood-spattered note. On the inside is a suicide note, the person's name written at the bottom. This happens consistantly, and you bring each note to the police. They always find the person, and their throats are always slit open. You were out at dark, smoking, and a note drifts on to your balcony. This one is clean, with no blood. You think it's just another suicide note, until you feel the cold steel of a blade on your throat. Someone whispers " Those notes were your sign to run, and you didn't listen. You should have listened...." The moment before your throat is sliced open, you see a name at the bottom of the note. Your name is written.
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