The Last Turn

The Last Turn

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"I am not insane. I can feel something. Something is there. I am not lying. Trust me, please." The night I took my last turn, I thought things would now be alright, but it was not an end, instead was the beginning of something even worse. The journey of mysteries and crimes began the night when it was raining stair rods in Las Vegas. "Vegas", the city of sin. No one inferred that this place would take everything from me. Later that night, when I took my last turn in Vegas, I was entirely oblivious to what was ahead of me. It was an excursion of loss, affliction, enigmas, and deceptions. Who could say that the people I trusted the most would betray me one day? They slaughtered her. She avenged her death. However, I was the one to lose my world in all of this. Trust, loyalty and faith. Well, these are not just words. Rather, a person's life hinges on them. Believing them was my choice, severing which was their preference. I am Mihika. Mihika Wilson. And this is my story." The Last Turn - The Journey is yet to begin..." "On the path of Trust lies the mystery of crimes." ~Mihika Wilson
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