The White Figure

The White Figure

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I kept dreaming of the white mask figure over and over until I finally saw him. I saw him one day on a foggy morning. As soon as he saw me he disappeared into the fog. It started with the bugs, then the assassins, then he came for me personally. I don't know what I did but I did know to run.
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I was taking a walk away from the orphanage grounds so I could relax outside for a bit as Mr. White would never let us leave the grounds in the morning or night. I told myself "deep breaths" and then I quietly snuck out of my room to feel to feel the night air before going back inside. I was feeling scared as I stared to hear strange but deep voices coming towards me. I thought to myself "run" and I did I ran to my room at the orphanage. but I tried to sleep, unfortunately I couldn't as I heard someone above me singing a strange lullaby.

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