Crash! Something hit her car with full force, and it looked like another weary traveler. Faey Borneou looked everywhere to see the car come and smash into her again, this time pushing her car of the side. It slid, and then started rolling. Rolling down the whole hill. Her lights were on high, and the light pulsated the crisp,dark air. Flip, after flip.
Soon enough her car was at the bottom of a hill. She felt a piece of glass, sticking into her arm. She crawled out the small opening in the sunroof, in her new car. Her brand new Lincoln Navigator, smashed. She had very little will-power. Her head was bruised, black and blue, and her eye wouldn't open. Her lip was cut, her leg was broken she thought. She could barely walk at all. Her arm was punctured. Glass sticking out of her body. Blood pouring out of her torn clothes. She limped, and crawled a few feet before falling over. She fell in her side. She waited and waited. She was dying. The blood fished out.
"ahhhh!" She screamed!!! "AGGGH!!" Her curly blonde hair, swayed in he wind. Suddenly she looked up and saw a shadow, running like he wanted to hit someone. And it was in that moment she realized, that that man was coming straight for her.
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20th Century Detectives: Part 1: Londons in Dnager
Mystery / ThrillerIn the 20th century London, Blake Broderick, is moving here to start anew from her troubles from her time in America. She settles down until one day, she hears a noise. It's a young girl getting taken away. Later she smells smoke and her building bu...
