As I walk down the street, on a cold and stormy night, I notice many missing person posters on various poles. I decide to get closer so I can get a better look on who it is. The person is me. Me? Gaining confusion, I slowly walk away and think to myself, how am I missing? I just left the house for a walk.. I start hearing footsteps and getting cautious, I continuously turn around. Seeing nobody is there, I stop. *a rag with Isoflurane is put over my mouth and I pass out*I gasp out of my sleep, currently 3:16 a.m.*
Omg, that was literally a nightmare.. I need to seek help... now..
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She's A Killer
Mistério / SuspenseA girl who believes she is in danger, decides to seek out help but, later finds out that the problem isn't her stalling to seek help, it's her.
