It was a tiny wound, but it still caused a lot of blood to come out. I began to get dizzier and dizzier with each step we took. I wanted to lay down, or at least sit down somewhere, but there was no time. If I stopped Lisa would catch me and I wouldn't have the energy to kill her. We continued walking, and it felt like hours before we stopped to take a break. Surely she wouldn't be able to find us anytime soon, we have gone too far. We were on the outskirts of town, and you could hear a party going on. The music was super loud.
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Mystery / Thriller#746 in Mystery/Thriller. Do you ever wonder what that voice is while you're about to make a poor decision? Kady hears the voices, but never listens. Ever since that one night nobody believes what Kady has to say. Will these paranormal things contro...
