Chapter 6: Many Questions

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The Puppeteer's POV

I was walking toward her when I could clearly see her having a panic attack. It wasn't hard to imagine why. As I got closer, she started passing out. I was guessing that the cause of that was the panic attack. Her eyes were beginning to close.

I felt her go limp in my strings. I looked down at her and started to feel something that I couldn't recognize. I ignored it at the time. I was wondering what to do with her. Should I just leave her here?

Something inside of me was telling me not to kill her. I didn't know what it was, but I listened to it. I was confused why I didn't want to kill her. I always kill my victims. I never leave them alive.

I was thinking about what I should do with her. I looked at a clock on the wall seeing that it was around 5AM. The sun would be up soon, so I knew that I should get home soon before anyone sees me. I didn't know what to do about the unconscious girl in front of me. I unwrapped her from my strings and she fell to the ground with a thump.

I decided to just leave her there for the rest of the night. I don't think that she would tell anybody about this. Who would believe her about seeing someone like me? After all, she may think that her encounter with me was just a dream. Even if she did tell someone, they would think it was a made up story or that she is crazy.

I made sure that no one was outside before I made my way out of the window and onto the ground. I started on my way back home. I think I'll be home before the sun comes up. I continued to look around to make sure I was not being watched. Wouldn't want anyone to see me.

I never got a kill tonight, but something interesting happened. I kept thinking about it as I was making my way home. It's never happened to me before. There was a strange feeling when I saw her. I didn't want to kill her.

Since when did I not want to kill someone? It's not like I'm worried about being caught. I've never been worried about that kind of stuff. I never leave evidence at the scene. I've never been close to being caught.

I made my way out of the city and into the forest. I was away from civilization so now I don't need to keep an eye all around me for any watchers. By now the first rays of sunshine were peeking out in the distance. The sky was still dark but soon it would be lighting up with colors as the sun started to rise. I decided to lean on a tree and continue to gather my thoughts on tonight while watching the sky.

I couldn't quite understand what happened with that girl. What made her so special? What was that weird feeling I had while I was with her. What stopped me for killing her? Did the weird feeling come from the girl?

I continued to think as I watched the sky explode with different colors as the sun rose. It was pretty calming to be honest. I'm usually out at night, but it was always calming to watch the sun rise. I don't know why. But it's just something I do if I'm out at that time.

My head was still swarming with thoughts and questions about the girl. What was her name again? Y/N I believe. Everything about this situation stumped me. I was determined to figure everything out.

The sun was almost completely up by now. I made the rest of my way home. I'm still trying to figure some things out with this situation. The same questions kept swarming my head. I couldn't do anything to stop it.

For some reason, I wanted to see the girl again. Maybe I just want some more answers, that has to be it. I got home and made my way to my room. I needed a lot of answers. All that I knew is that I will see that girl again.

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