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Foggy foggy foggy.
My phone repeatedly rang for the past two minutes. I took a while to answer until he called me again.
"Matt! What's wrong with you! Haven't you been hearing the phone!?" Foggy began to yell at Matt.
"What is it Foggy?" I groan. I woke up from my sleep. Last night I beat some of the hands ninjas.
"Y/n is gone. Whatever you fought last night, took her." I started to touch her side of the bed. Gone.
"I'm going to the office, maybe she's there." I hung up and got dressed quickly. I rushed my way there and I heard no heartbeats. I started to panic.
"Matt!" Foggy came running in as I had my panic attack moment.
"She's gone." I cried out. "The hand, it took her and it all my fault. I shouldn't been talking to her that night. They saw me."
"She's going to pop up I swear." Foggy put his hand on my shoulder and I jolted.
"Y/n please." I whispered.
Later that night
I made it home and I heard a heartbeat. I remember the familiar smell.
"Electra." I said aloud.
"Hello Matthew." She said in her thick accent. She walked in front of me and touched my arm. I slapped her hand.
"Why are you here?" I growled.
"I have a message for you."
"What is it? You coming back into my life? Let me tell you, I'm happily with my girlfriend of 3 years." She sighed.
"Matthew, I'm sorry." I felt strange. Why would she say sorry?
"For what?"
"Stick, he told me to tell you that y/n, she was found dead with the lair of the hand." I felt like my world just exploded. I grabbed Electra and slammed it against the wall.
"It's not true."
"I saw it Matt. It was horrific."
"Get out of my house!" I yelled at her. Without a second notice, she left. I slammed the vase on the ground and started to pant. "No. No!" I screamed. I fell to my knees and cried. "I didn't get to say anything." I touched the velvet box in my pants from the night before this all happened.
