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The Boy In Blue

1925

"Ma, we need more press!" Y/N hollered.

She tugged at the collar of her custom embroidered dress.

She was the towns paper boy.

                   Paper girl.

"G'mornin' Ms.Hutcheson." She exclaimed tossing the paper on the porch.

"What's the press 'bout today youngin'?" The elderly woman whimpered.

"There's a mass murderer on a' loose. He done' killed 'bout four grown men n' skinned em'." She cowled.

"Oh dear, mustn't you be safe then. Go on, get on home. The evil bastard could be preying on youngin's such as a beaut as yourself hun. It ain't safe 'round here."

"Thank you Ms. I'll get goin' I suppose. See ya' next Sunday for ya' paper." Y/n assured.

She was a good person.

Followed the rules,respected her elders, and had the looks that would capture many, many hearts.

Y/n never was one to entertain,strictly business. She'd help the town sheriff capture many people, for the right kind of dough.

Y/n looked towards the future. She was just so damn smart.

Her flats clicked and clicked as she walked down the poorly lit street.

She held her satchel full of papers close to her side as she hummed a sweet melody.

"I know,
You belong,

To somebody new,

But tonight,

You belong to me."

Every step take, another had grew louder.

Y/N had took a quick glimpse behind her and saw a large figure, almost mimicking her walk.

She shrugged it off and walked faster .

The steps grew louder.

She had swung a left, ending up on Main Street.

The figure had swung a left.

Y/N had began to full fledge book it.

She galloped as fast as she could attempting to escape the masked psychopath chasing her.

She made a left heading to an alley in an attempt for a homeless person to defend her.

Dead end ...

The gigantic figure slowly approached her peptide figure compared to its heigh.

An empty beer bottle clashed upon her head.

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Awakening she felt her feet dangling.

She was being carried and she didn't remember a thing.

She was lost.

She had absolutely no clue what was going on, nor where she was.

One foot after the other she had arrived upon porch steps.

At once,there was light.