As the concrete sidewalk passed beneath my feet, I caught a glimpse of the white van that had been following me for a while. The van was dirty and more of a brown than white, but you could still see most of the white shining through the decaying body. There were no windows in the back, only the front, where a slouching silhouette sat and looked yonder. It said "Dave's Electric Company" in worn out colors on the side of the rusted doors. The door clicked open, and my blood ran cold.
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After an exhilarating night with a friend, a young woman is attempting to get home. She's not very graceful as she walks through the silent night. All she wants is to get to her apartment, sit down and watch rom-cons until she falls asleep with the glowing light of the TV. However, someone else has different plans for her...
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THIS IS LITERALLY MY FIRST WRITING PEICE AND CRITICISM IS NEEDED! I WROTE THIS WITH MY FRIEND @sampizza2 . THIS STORY HAS MATURE CONTENT! 13+ ONLY!