| Connor & Hank | One Shots (Discontinued)

Home Alone

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All Written on Hank's point of view

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Ever since Connor and I started to live together, it felt like someone is watching us in every footstep we make. At home and even at work.

We barely meet each other. He took the night shift while I was taking the morning one. So both of us just get to bond during Fridays which is our day off.

Connor left for his night shift at precisely 6pm. I was left alone with Sumo sleeping on my lap. The house was dark and just the TV lit the whole home. I'm used to being alone, but this time it felt like someone is watching me from behind.

It's not that I'm scared or anything, it just makes me uncomfortable and I have that heavy feeling.

I brushed it off as I flicked to the channels. The show is already boring, I used to love it but the season 3 was sh*t.

Then I suddenly felt that someone or something was breathing behind my neck.

I froze. Should I look around? Wait that's how people die in horror movies. So me wanting to live, I was just frozen in place.

Sumo sat up and growled. People said dogs can see entities that we can't see.

F*ck this I'm looking, I don't care if I die. Connor can take care of everything, and its just a ghost. Hank, don't be a f*cking chicken.

So I looked back and saw, nothing. See? It's just my imagination. Maybe I watched too much horror films and made me felt scar- no I'm not scared, f*ck you reader.

Maybe I should watch Sherlock, yeah that was a good series. So I looked back at the T--

Sh*t.

A figure of a woman popped out of nowhere.

What should I do? I froze. I can't move. What is happening? I can't f*cking move!

Sumo, wait Sumo! He's gone oh my god.

In the corner of my vision, I saw my dog on the floor. Drowning in his own blood.

F*ck.

I noticed the figure moved closer. I tried to move but I can't. My phone is just an inch from my grasp.

This is just a dream, this is not real. I said to myself.

The figure went closer. Every inch that f*cker makes, I can clearly see its face.

Holy sh----

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A/N it's up to you if who's this mysterious woman-

Idk this idea is stoopid-