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chapter two : reminiscence - darling's curse
──── That easily led her to the following scenario: leant against the (locked) door, beads of water droplets kissing her skin, with a towel wrapped securely around her physique. Hair dripping in areas she had accidentally soaked in the shower, with steam somehow rising from her body, with the hot shower she had previously taken.
Chest rising and falling with her gentle breaths, eyes dull, moving along the barely visible scenery of the girl's bedroom, mostly untouched; with the bed that likely hadn't been used in years.
Crickets cried amidst the lush blades of grass, cars whizzed along the street; the very sound of "night air" hummed outside ... the area was silent, dead-feeling; much like the atmosphere of the girl's bedroom.
Lonely, mysterious; yet, in a discomforting way. Akin to that ever-rising paranoia that looms over one as they amble along the dark, lonely street at night—and mixed with that feeling of listening to true crime, which is quite funny, as it radiated the ominous tension of the girl's disappearance, and it wasn't very nice. The air felt thicker for [Name], who knew the result of it all.
..It never felt as if someone was there, it felt as if someone could be there.
She bit her lips at the thought, her hand moving along the soft yet bumpy walls, before met by a smooth surface with a sudden bulge; the light switch.
A white light enveloped the bedroom, revealing its rather neat decor. Laptop and phone placed on the desk situated by the corner, bed neatly made, the carpeted floors clean and free of any trash. While it failed to eradicate its suffocatingly eerie atmosphere, it at least relieved her just a small amount.
A breath abruptly sucked in; she moved carefully along the room, the towel falling around her feet, abandoned as she continued making her way to the bed where she had left neatly folded clothing found from the drawer.
