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Where.....
















Where am I...











It's so dark...




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I'm tied up in rope...

I give a small pull to no avail. There is no way I am going to get it off without cutting it. 

I notice I'm hanging almost but my tips of my feet are touching some kind of ground.














I'm so cold...










Am I dead?






































I see your awake...

I jump to the first sound I've actually heard. The voice sounds similar to.... oh god.

It can't be no way I refuse to think

What's wrong?

No... this has to be... no it can't.


I hear the soft but terrifying steps get louder.

Click



















Clunk 



















Click



















Clunk




















CLICK




















CLUNK


















It goes silent....










I hear a sigh and then a warm breathe fall by my ear.



Oh looks like your time is up dear~

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SHATTER













To be Continued...

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I promise I'll write *SMACK*

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