The stars shine brightly as a woman runs for her life. Running from the dangers of the night full of demons. After her significant other became lost to the darkness itself. Losing oxygen from exerting her body over its limit. She trips over a trash bin outside of a restaurant, screaming, but no one can hear; she is alone in this world, nothing but her and the darkness that dwells within herself and the night. She struggles to get up, shaking as she does, labored breathing sobbing quietly; as she is terrified they might find her.
...HeLlO...lItTlE oNe...
A voice calls within the dark behind her. She slowly gets up as she is exhausted from no energy and fear. Fully to her height, she turns around and finally looks at what has been chasing her. Electricity surges through her being as she notices the figure behind her is her double. In a more twisted way, that only hell could come up with. Frightened she backs up into the wall. Not knowing where else to go she begins to beg and pray for this...thing to go away. She knows who this person is and knows what they are capable of doing.
...wHaT...aRe...YoU...dOiNg OuT?...
Shuddering in fear the creature waits for your answer. Not being able to speak for fear of saying the wrong thing.
WeLl?...
Startled she spurts nonsense, unable to comprehend a sentence to save the poor woman's life. In this case, it's crucial. If she wishes to live to see the sun again.
I...sEe...No...AnSwEr?...
oH...wElL...sEe...YoU...sOoN~...
The creature disappears, and no trace is left behind. Shakenly standing up, and turning around the woman feels the alleyway. Running to home to be confined in the comfort of her light-filled house.
"In recent news. Two women are found in a home dead. Co-workers of a woman named Delihla McKnight, owner of the home in which the death happened, say she has been acting strange for the past few months. Saying that a doppelganger has been following her around everywhere she goes. Recalling her looking disheveled and sleep-deprived. Here is a comment from one, 'She would come to work looking like shit, she was a happy-go-lucky kinda girl but ever since she found that damme paper she has gone downhill. Coming to work late, she was close to being fired before she had passed.' The other body is unknown there was no identification, and the body was mutilated beyond recognition. More as this story develops, back to you at the studio."
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