chapter 9

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No one but myself is in the hotel. That's what the officer told me anyways. But who would've known I had a button in the drawer? I know for sure I left it there! I don't sleep walk and I was in the box the whole night!

I remember about the gun the officer gave me. I left it in my bag. I search for it and thankfully it's there. I have my bag of clothes and belongings I brought with me.

I change out of my torn and bloody clothes and change into dark blue skinny jeans and a black long sweater because it's October and the hotels heating is off and it's freezing. I get my warm socks on my freezing feet and put on my runners.

I throw my pervious outfit in under the bed, don't know why but I want to leave them there. When I throw the fabric under the bed, I tip something and it moves. I quickly grab the gun and the torch and a pair of socks and I run out of the room.

I hate rats. I don't like them one bit!

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