I'm not sure where I am.
I'm in someone's house, but it looks a little old. looking down at my lap, i notice a few drops of dry blood. "what the--" then i notice that my hands and legs are tied to a chair. "goddamit!" i exclaim, trying to escape.
pushing the chair forward and backward, I almost fall. looking for a sharp object in the room, i see nothing. then i remember the creeper speaking to me and from there everything went black. "i should of just left." i mumble to myself.
above me, music starts to play. i would say music from the 20's. my mother always used to listen to that kind of music--well before she passed of course. it would get on my nerves, but then I started listening to it when I got older--god, I'm becoming my mother. shit.
"ah, your up..."
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just another day//h.s.
Fanfictionit's just another day for mab. her days consist of seeing the same man stalking her. but she's never told anyone since she isn't bothered or scared by him. in fact, mab doesn't show any kind of emotions. she's as cold as a rock until this man kidnap...
