"My heart is currently beating out of my chest like you saw on looney tunes as a kid. Or at least that's what it felt like as I whip my head in all directions. The sound of someone's malicious chuckle is mixed with my heavy breathing as I limp faster towards my car. 'I can make it.' I assure myself, even though I know I'm being chased when I'm injured. To my surprise, I make it to my car and quickly unlock it, get in, and slam the door shut. I let out a breath of relief and lock the doors. I know I should be getting the hell out of here, but my curiosity gets the best of me and I end up looking around for a face, I want to know who my attacker is. "Looking for something Q?" A raspy voice says from the backseat, startling me. I frantically look in my rear view mirror to meet a pair of pure black, demonic eyes, and my blood curdling scream is all you can probably hear from blocks away." Usually, at this point people say "And that's how it all started." But in my case, this is how everything ended. My name was Quincy Laine. I was 23. My life was great... My life was short. Was. That's the word I use every time I remember my past, as it just fits. Now? I'm nameless, ageless, and I thirst for something I'm afraid of. Now, I'm on the run from my creator who wants to control me. Now...I'm a monster.Todos los derechos reservados
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