Stuff is spilling out of my stomach.
Every time I look at it I feel nauseous.
I imagine a deflated skin, lacking any organs.
Then the truth hits me, I'm going to die.
Of course I am.
It was too perfect anyway, being the last one.
So I climb over the railing.
And jump.
Just like Ava.
It should be less painful this way.
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Poison in Your Tea
Mistério / SuspenseIsla has left everything behind. Her previous life forgotten, she seeks a new start at Hollow Water Manor. A place where she isn't recognised. A place where she isn't suspected for murder. But then the killings start, and this time she isn't the one...
