Maggie's POV
I run away to somewhere else so fast that no one can easily see me. I'm too fast for them to catch me - humans are stupid.
I halt to a full stop somewhere next of an empty road, a streetlight nearby. I take a few minutes breathing slowly before chuckling to myself. Finally, Joanne Norman is dead. She won't be missed by a lot of people at her funeral.
But what do I do now? I don't have anyone else left to kill. Joanne and her friends that targeted me for years were gone. Maybe I can hide away from the world, waiting for the next victim. Maybe I can go somewhere else and do something. Murder criminal masterminds? Hack the NASA? Be a ghost? I stand there, rubbing my chin as I ponder myself to think up of a new plan.
"Maggie?" someone whispers my name. I hiss as I turn around, ready to defend myself. All I can see is a dark silhouette in front of me.
"Show yourself, motherfucker!" I snarl at it. The silhouette chuckles...it sounds so familiar.
It steps forward and the streetlight finally reveals the mysterious figure. I'm taken back at the person in front of me.
"JV!" I shout.
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Mad Maggie II
HorrorJoanne is in Harvard for almost a year, after surviving the nightmare at her former boyfriend's home when Mad Maggie showed up from the dead to get revenge on her. All of her friends are dead, killed by Mad Maggie's wrath. Joanne believes that she'd...
