We walked across the street,a cold chill of air blew across my face as we came closer to the building.We walked up the stairs behind Trè.Kiera was excited and all gung ho about this,me not so much.He opened the door and lead us to the 4th floor."Are you shitting me Trè?""What Kiera?""We live on the 4th floor too.""Guess it's a lucky number."He lead us to a giant room filled with instruments,worn out furniture,a pool table,a stereo system,a tv.This place of theirs was actually pretty pimped out."Take a seat,make yourself at home.I'm gonna see if Mike and Billie are here."Kiera sat down on the couch and I sat in the recliner next to the window."Isn't this awesome Sarah!""I-I don't know.This whole night has been driving me crazy.""You drank too much.Smoke another joint,in fact could I have one please?""Sure." I opened up my package and threw her one and took one out for myself.I lit it and sat back,lounging in the chair.I was looking out the window when I noticed a figure standing in one of the windows right across from me.It was only his silhouette.There was no light on.I got up and looked closer.I saw the drawings taped on the window.It was our apartment.
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Deadly Dreams
FanfictionSarah and Kiera, two aspiring tattoo artists who live in NYC end up falling into the life of supernatural beings.
