As you finally got to your living space, you began to unpack a few things. You put a few horror movie posters up, just to make yourself feel at home. In your exhaustion you finally passed out on the floor, you didn't care that it was uncomfortable, you were just too tired.
As you laid on the floor passed out you slowly drifted deeper, into a dream, this was an utterly terrifying dream, it seemed to be the same man you had run into earlier, only he was in the fetal position, silent, as gory imagery flickered across your vision, this was a normal dream for you. Every night you would see the ones you love, in pain, this man was no different.
In a panic you jumped up from your slumber, it was morning and you felt horrible, it felt as if your ribs were being ripped from you, one by one. You were hyperventilating at this point, it was horrible to breathe, you grabbed your cardigan and ran out the door, in search of fresh air. You had never felt a pain this bad in your whole life, and it had greatly concerned you.
Visions of the orange haired man mocked you in your head, you couldn't stand this feeling, and you once more ran, farther away, until the pain stopped. You had found yourself in a graveyard, and you decided to stop, to catch your breath. Sitting under a tree in the fetal position, crying from how much pain you had been in. Not too long after you had gotten back up, you got back up you noticed that the same man was there. You denied it at first, thinking that it couldn't be, this was a highly improbable scenario.
In disbelief, you hesitantly approached him, you had found him playing with a black cat. You really did love cats as well, "hello there" you managed to utter out, lazily, he jumped a bit, alerted to your presence. "Oh-! Oh hi there!" he called out noticeably recognizing you "Would you happen to b-be the girl from yesterday" he questioned, stumbling over his words a bit. "Um, yes, actually" you weakly smiled at him, he smiled back a bit as you uttered out "sorry for running off, I was crying and, I couldn't think-" "-It's fine", he cut you off, holding his hands up.
You sighed, and sat next to him in the grass, gazing at some of the gravestones.
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RomanceWARNING, this is almost a joke! I made this book on a new account because I don't even want it on my main. This may also become a horror story, later on, so I may as well warn you.
