chapter thirty two: Emily

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I woke up in a dark room and tied to a chair.
I looked around but I had no idea where I was and sighed.
I heard someone chuckling, it sounded a lot like Sean's.
"Sean, is that you?" I yelled.
"I'm him but I'm not him at the same time," I heard.
It sounded like Sean but at the same time it didn't.
"Who are you!" I yelled.
I saw someone step out.
He had green hair, grayish skin, and one of his eyes was a septic green.
"No," I whispered.
"Yes, I've had my eyes on you for awhile now love, now Sean won't be able to find you and won't be able to save you," he said and laughed.
I screamed and slowly began crying.
I wanted to go home, I wanted my Sean, the one I loved.
I didn't want this guy, I didn't want him in any way, shape, or form.
I softly cried and saw as the guy smiled.
I was scared.

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