NOTE: **THIS STORY IS COMEPLETELY FICTIONAL. ALL DETAILS AND EVENTS ARE MADE UP**
I hear something. A song. I can only make out a few of the lyrics.
Every single night we fight
To get a little high on life
To get a little something right,
something real
At least we try.
Thats what my life used to be. Me and my friends, having fun, doing anything we could get away with.
Gah i miss my friends. Tarah, Erin, Emily, Kriss.the song's catchy, and upbeat, but also kind of sad. It must've been released while i was down here. Waiting.
I hear something. Footsteps. But they're not as heavy as the man's. And something else... Clicking... like... high heels. the doornobb's being turned.
Crap.
