Guy's fears would haunt him, attacking him through the numbers, through his weaknesses. He couldn't sleep, his nightmares would haunt him throughout. His dreams followed a simple pattern, the nights he did sleep, he'd find himself in a different spot even night. A church, his school, a cafe, an intersection. They were always so different, his brain struggled to make connections. Soon after he arrives, the numbers hit zero.
She would always be in front of him, smiling as she knew her fate was sealed by the band of happiness. That's when thing got bad, his sanity breaks. Guy grabs the girl, and beats her. He'd hear her wails, her begs and pleas. A smile runs across his face as he reaches a hand behind her head, his other on her face. A snap is heard, as he murders the girl, and enjoys the process.
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Short StorySoooo, anyways, I saw a tumblr post the other day with a great idea. It was having a timer on your wrist that counts down to when you meet your soul mate. I figured I might as well right my own take on it, just because I could. -sincerely - the guy...
