《The Fight At The Clock Tower》

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(Y/n)'s POV
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I had fell asleep at 12:00 AM tonight, surprisingly early because of my messed up schedule. My dreams were of what it would be like to walk through the Joestar manor, but it's too late, it all burned to dust. The poor Joestar kid lost his closest companions because of some bad guy or something
My slumber was Interrupted by a strange noise. "MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDAA!!" 'What was th-'  Your thoughts were interrupted by another strange noise. "ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA!" I wondered what these noises were. 'These obviously aren't the clock tower's noises, but its coming from the clock tower!' I look out the window. I see two men fighting a blonde man, but they are not the ones fighting, technically. You see two strange spirit looking things as I would call it, punching each other, many times. I see another guy, who has a thorny rope. I went to a bookshelf in my  room, and pick out a dusty old book while watching the fight. I quickly scanned the book. It says, The spiritual beings are actually called 'Stands'. The first man, young, Dressed in a black coat, Greenish shirt, with a black hat, and had a few gold chains, had a stand called Star Platinum. The Older man, Wearing a linen hat and a linen coat, His stand was called Hermit Purple. He also had Hamon, which was the only stand I knew a little about. I watch, eyes glistening in the moonlight from the window. I decide to throw on My best velvet coat, and I then ran downstairs to the door, and step out into the cool night breeze. I dash towards the clock tower. "WRRRRRRRRY!" screamed the blonde man. I stood and watched it  all.

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