The only thing scarier than the unknown is me...
But who am I?
Who are you, Monica?
It's white. All faded. It's pretty simple. What happened.
"My imagination" I think, as I get up from the ground. Sun hurts my eyes even though the trees stop most of the sunlight.
I look around. Nothing weird to be seen. And I'm not hungry anymore. Or tired.
I must move. Get to the Cornwall thingie. Find dad...
Then what?
Do I get a better life?
I don't know but it's worth a shot.
I have no family here anyway. Not anymore.
I start walking. But then something stops me. Some...voice.
"Monica!"
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Crooked Man
HorrorThere's an emergency broadcast. The woman on the tv looks super uncomfortable and is obviously in a hurry. "Please stay calm and stay indoors..."she says trembling. But before she can give any details, the power goes off. Like things couldn't go w...
