"Don't move, keep your eyes closed, and just keep looking up." Those were the last words she had heard before she had lost her very life after a glint of sharp metal gave her a crimson bath that doomed her life. How did this happened you asked? Well allow me to tell you a story about this unfortunate young lady through her journal entries:
Day1: As I had arrived at this resort, I had found this empty journal. It looks old, but it can still handle the stories of my journey in this resort. I wonder what adventures are going to be in store for me during my stay here. I am still puzzled as to why I was the only guest to have been invited. Together with me is my personal cameraman as he took pictures of me in different angles. Well I am a model Afterall. He was also the one who told me about this getaway vacation. We were tasked with finding some inspirational shots for me to model and pose in. To simply tell a story. I don't know the theme yet, but my cameraman was told about it and he was ordered not to tell me. I guess the boss wanted to surprised me, or that it will later be revealed to me.
Day 2: the day I first came here. The day I started writing in this journal. I was to just stay for a week anyways. I took to the chairs and pool side to relax and maybe get my picture taken. I took a nap under one of the umbrella shades and awoke to the smell of food being cooked by my cameraman. I had a strange vibe to this place, but I ignored my feelings in favor of enjoyment instead. I'm still curious about what theme exactly did our boss want for the photo. So far the first picture was taken of me smelling the freshly new vibe of atmosphere. 'A stranger in an unmarked world' I had a feeling that the boss wanted a castaway type of vibe, where I, the stranger, gets stuck on a tropical island. I'm not really sure what to do here anyways aside from making more scenarios. Also whatever I wore in the first photo should also be the same outfit in every photo, so naturally I'm stuck wearing my plunging beige top. Its about being stuck in an island so having other types of clothes would be weird. My character also plays the role of somebody who can't craft her own clothing. If you're wondering about hygiene, then don't worry I've got that covered. I was tasked to pack a week's worth of the same plunging beige top I'm currently wearing.
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A Collection Of Dark Stories
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