Chapter 4

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Hey guys! I am bored so.... Writing time!

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RECAP: The tension grew as the key went into the lock. The metal turned in my hands, and a deep breath ran from my lungs. Going against all I knew, and my mind seemed cleared of the fog that had enveloped me earlier. I pushed the door open slowly and it creaks open. What I see causes my heart to go into my throat. My hands cover my mouth and tears bud into my eyes. All because of what I saw.

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My mind was scared by the sight. The room was a mess; there were wrappers and beer cans on the floor. The furniture was an oak desk with knives, papers, and pictures all over it, a bookshelf with some books, mainly photo albums labelled by year, a stained yellow sofa, the remains of a broken lamp and a upside-down coffee table by the door. There was also a stuffed mountain ram head on the wall. The walls where a grey-ish color, the carpets matched but with many stains all over it. There was also a window with bars and blinds blocking it. But none of this are what frightened me the most- oh no.

Hung from what used to be a ceiling lamp was a rope, thick old and dirty... and attached to the end of it was none other than Amy. She was dead. The noose hugged her neck tightly and my senses went into overdrive. She had blood stains all over her body were she was stabbed. Her arms and legs where taped together and her mouth shut. A bloody knife was stuck in the wall and a dining room chair was knocked over at her feet. Buttons had a small tear and some blood on him. He hung from a string on the door knob by his neck, just like Amy.

Not able to take anymore I grabbed Buttons bolted out of the room and before I realised what happened. I heard a car's horn and saw it coming at me. Suddenly a body smacked me out of the way to the other side of the street. "Hey girlie, you gotta be more careful!" I looked up at the guy to see he was in his late twenties; he wore a beanie and had many tattoos, as well as piercings. "Come with me, now!" he says, and I flinch away from his aggressive grip as he grabs my wrist. I try to pull away but he pulls me deeper into the ally. After squirming I score a kick to his shin. He lets go and I bolt away.

I was in a panic when I turned a corner and found a fenced off dead end. Still clutching Buttons, I try to climb the fence but feel the man grab the collar of my shirt. "Your mine now girlie-"

But suddenly after pulling me off the fence, he drops me, and the sound of someone getting punched causes me to turn. I see a man standing there and the bad man out on the ground.

The new man, my hero, stands before me. He wears a pin stripped suit, a neck tie and white converse. His dark brown hair stands on end. His deep brown eyes sparkle as he says in an accent, "Hello. I'm the Doctor, and I just saved your life."

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