I woke up in a cold sweating. My heart was racing as if I had just ran a mile. I look around. I was still in my room. No one was here. Thank the gods.
"Bzzz!" My phone went off. Checking it some had tagged me in a post again. I decided to check it, knowing I wasn't going to be able to fall asleep anytime soon. The post showed 4 emojis, Glasses, a camera, a knife, and a red circle. At the end of the post was the red ink picture. I felt something snap. I felt different. The adrenaline and energy now coursing through my veins. The glasses, Joseph, red, it's all I could think about.Before I knew what I was doing I was walking out of my apartment and into the street. Walking in the direction of my photographers office, knowing he would be working late.
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Killing For Emojis *In Progress*
KorkuJake gets sent weird messages one day and he gets a strange feeling about the red ink blot pictures that goes with the messages. Will he ignore it? What is this feeling and what will it do to him? In the end is everyone safe? THIS STORY AND ALL CHAR...
