Chapter Twelve (?): The Stalker

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Crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white, crimson and white.

My blood railed its course into the gutter of white tiles. We're they white yesterday? I guess they were... My head is reeling. There are black cords twined through my fingers like intestines or snakes. They're hard though.... ROUGH. They're evil. 

Where's (Y/n.)? She'll never come back.

Never, ever, ever, ever, ever..... Ever.

There's too much shouting. My face is wet.

Crimson rolling over white. I'm dying. I really am dying. 


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