Prologue

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I'm running for my life.
Behind me somewhere is a killer.
He's probably out of his mind.
I take a look behind me.
As I sprint down the dirty hallway I hear a faint laugh.
I turn my head around again to see a petite girl looking at the ground.
I stop in front of her.

"Hey, are you hiding too?"

"You could say that...",
she says with a playful voice.

Then she looks up with a smile like I've never
seen before.
Her skin is almost white and her eyes... are glowing... red??
I jump back in fright.

"YOU- YOU ARE A MONSTER!"

"I know! Hahahaha!"
Her laugh sends me shivers down my spine.

"But I'm not the monster you should be fearing right now!"

I turn around and let out a scream.
There he is... the killer.
Right in front of me with his scythe ready to cut off my precious head.

"NO NO PLEASE DON'T!"
I'm begging for my life but he just laughs.

The blade whirs as it flies through the air.
It's not even a quick death.
They just leave me with a cut open stomach so I'll bleed to death.

The last thing I see is the man taking her hand and as they walk away she asks him:

"Am I really a monster?"

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