Date of Death

At birth, everyone has the date they will die tattooed on their arm. Victoria, a sixteen-year-old runaway, was supposed to die yesterday. At the moment, she's hiding in an abandoned house on Main Street in Greensburg, South Dakota. She was still recovering from yesterday's incident, trying to come to terms with the fact that she wasn't dead yet.

Yesterday was a hectic day; it was like any other day. However, she didn't have her usual stopping by the shelter and singing in the park for money. She somehow ended up running from the most demented and horrific-looking creature she's ever laid her eyes on.

I do apologize for any errors on my part.