Salvation Or Demise
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The famous year long missing person's case of one Aasira Jamal, sole heir to the Jamal family fortune has been found. Suprisingly it's not a corpse like expected, but the living breathing girl, sure she's a little worse for wear, but who wouldn't be. Here's the thing though she's not the same. You can see it in her walk, how she speaks, in her words, But mostly it's in the way she looks at you; how her eyes bore into yours pulling you in, making you feel as if she has just stripped and laid you bare.
That's not all of course, its the mystery of her dissapperance, the authorites have no answer and Aasira isn't willing to talk. All she wants to do is live her as she would have a year ago, but that may be easier said then done, especialy when the most vicious bully she has ever had, one Mason Vaughn has chosen now to awaken his conscious. Consumed by guilt and regret Mason sets out to earn Aasira's forgiveness.
" You think you know the what Hell is like, sweetheart look around you're sitting right in the middle of it! "
And as he walked she could hear him laughing, not to heard but a low chuckle deep in his throat, but she knows she was meant to hear it. The sound makes her skin crawl and her spine shiver. She tries to huddle herself deeper into the wall, a futile attempt to get away from the offending sound. The sound so terrafying it could never be a humane laugh, it was more something like the laugh of a demon, a devil.
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