Lost Time (A Creepypasta Story)

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     After imagining this persons life for about 5 minutes I see someone in an orange hoodless jacket pick up the gun. When he looks back up I see he is wearing a white mask covering his face.

     "We should reward ourselves with some cheese cake" the man says looking at where he came from.

     Is there someone else with him? I glance over and see a black figure with glowing eyes inside of a bright orange jacket with the hood over his head. It nods.

     They start walking away, but I don't know what to do. I don't really care about this girls death, but I know they won't be afraid to kill. Then they did kill someone without me even noticing until they were dead, while the best I can do is wake up a whole house.

     I climb down the tree and when I can barely see them, I follow. I watch them carefully, but I also watch where I put my feet In fear of them noticing me before I'm ready. Although I already feel like I'm being watched...