Dark Roses
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Last published Tue, May 27, 2025
The sky cracked open quietly, not with thunder, but with a sudden, eerie stillness. It wasn't the sound that woke her, but instead the silence that came after.
Outside her window, everything looked exactly the same as always. But something felt..off.
She caught her reflection in the mirror just in time to see it blink before she did.
And then she noticed it, beneath her window, bathed in the flickering glow of the streetlight, lay a single rose. Again.
No note. No footsteps. No sound.
Just that gnawing feeling, like someone already knew she'd be awake at exactly 3:17 a.m. once more.
And waiting.
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