Prologue

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The murky gray clouds rain down on the rooftop of the Robert's estate. The harsh clap of the thunder woke Veronica Roberts out of her sleep. Her husband was still fast asleep next to her. Veronica was about to go back to sleep when she suddenly heard tapping coming from downstairs. What was that? Veronica thought. Soon, she heard more taps. Curious, she decided to go downstairs to check it out. Tap tap tap. It sounds like it's coming from the front door. For safety precaution, Veronica grabbed a frying pan off of the stove before carefully tiptoeing towards the door. She peered through the peephole and saw a small figure wearing a hoodie. The figure appeared to be soaking wet and shivering furiously. Veronica, figuring the figure must be someone seeking shelter from the rain, opened up the door. Still cautious, she held a frying pan grip tight. The figure had stopped tapping on the door and looked up at Veronica. What? Veronica couldn't believe her eyes. Emily? The figure took 2 small steps into the house before falling to the floor and everything turned black...

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 02, 2019 ⏰

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