Walkie-talkie

Chapter 2 : The sound.

[[The story from now on will not have a date at the begining]]

The sounds. The huntsman. The death. There coming I must run. Before they can get me. No. It is to late. They are here. It is time. No more. It will end here.

I wake up in a hospital with people surrounding me. "Kevin, your awake!" Says some figure of whom I don't recognize."Ya, umm i'm fine." I say with a stutter. "But who are you? Where am I?" "Don't you remember anything?" He said now realizing it was a guy now that my vision had steadied."You've been in a coma for half a year."

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Sorry for the short chapter! I just havn't written a chapter in a long time and writ it in a hurry! Promise longer chapters after this!

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