I feel the warmth of the moon. The feeling of being in its light while we take the light away from this situation with our shadows. The silhouettes of many on this floor as the moon gives us their praise for this darken night.
The dance during this song, its so annoying. My only mission here is to kill and leave with no one noticing but I guess someone else here has that plan too
As quietly and swiftly the atmosphere changed, the feeling of his hands gripped me tight close to him. His hands are rough, just like this situations. He didn't have anything at all in his hands at all. He's just a weakling testing my fears and analytical mindset against me. This man has no meaning to me and is my only target in this place,
I look back with a grin on my face. Who does he think he is? Challenging me to keep my cool while we dance in this room. Pathetic. He's not leaving this room till he's put in his place after this test of wits. And that place after this...
IS HIS OWN DUG GRAVE
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When Jane Madarang's neighbor Natalie kills herself and leaves behind cryptic instructions, it's up to Jane and her classmates to unearth deadly secrets.
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Natalie Driscoll is dead.
She threw herself out a window and left her neighbor Jane to unravel their town's darkest secrets. Following Natalie's instructions leads Jane to three other high school students who all have something to hide. The four of them must carry out Natalie's final errand while solving the mysteries written in her diary. But the secrets they unearth may be far more dangerous than what they ever imagined.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of suicide, violence and murder that may be triggering for some readers.
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