Blood,Sweat and Fears.
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Thread Topic: Blood,Sweat and Fears.
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Kristen Johnston drove her silver Mercedes across the roads. She was forced to quit her job as a psychiatrist,it reminded her too much of her friend and former patient, Trinity Field. She tried her hardest to forget about Linnea,but it was impossible.
8 years later...
Kristen returned home, to see her 5 year old daughter,Dacey, sitting on the swings. She was quietly humming an vaguely familiar tune, as if possessed. It only took Kristen a few seconds to realize it. -
Kristen slowly walked over to her daughter. 'Are you ok?' she asked, putting one hand on her child's shoulder. 'I'm fine,Mommy.'Dacey smiled in an emotionless tone. 'I just feel sick.'
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Dacey's fiery red hair glistened in the sun, and her grey eyes sparkled like diamonds. She looked perfectly normal, but Kristen knew something was wrong with her. 'Do you need some rest?' Kristen softly asked,her daughter just nodded.
Dacey hadn't said a single word for the past 3 hours. Kristen twisted the sink's faucets so she could wash up the plates. It had been a hard day and she just wanted to put it all behind her.Dacey was always quiet,but never anti-social. Something was definatly wrong.
To Kristen's horror and surprise, she saw that the faucet wasn't leaking out water, but blood... -
Kristen screamed and turned the faucet off. Suddenly,the power was cut off,everything was pitchblack. Kristen started to hear footsteps coming downstairs. 'Dacey?' she called 'Dacey,is that you?' all she heared was the footsteps coming closer. 'Dacey,answer me.' the ex-psychiatrist pleaded. Nobody answered. She only heard footsteps.
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the doorknob began to twist,Kristen grabbed a knife from the drawer in defense. The door finally opened,but revealed Kristen's boyfriend, Mason Jones. Aw,s--- Kristen thought. 'What the f--- are you doing,Krist?' Mason asked
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Kristen was too embaressed to answer. 'I saw the power go out, and I wanted to see if you were ok.' Mason explained,running his fingers through his spiked-up blonde hair. 'Did you hear about that girl who escaped from prison a few months ago? I think her name was Linnea something.'
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that's great Angel!
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Thanks.
Kristen's anxiety rose once again. 'Linnea Samuels?' she shivered. Mason smiled 'Yeah, that's her name. People say she lives in this neighbourhood.' he laughed. The 33 year old's eyes widened in terror, what if Linnea wanted revenge on her for getting her arrested? Kristen ran upstairs. Mason asked what she was doing. Kristen ran with all her might 'I've got to see if Dacey's ok!' she called down. -
Kristen crashed through Dacey's bedroom door, only to find her sitting in front of her TV. She turned around 'What's going on,Mommy?'Dacey asked innocently. Kristen had to explain everything.
'Long story short, we've gotta get out of the house.' Kristen finally said -
A good friend of Kristen's named Deni stumbled away from the nearest bar.Out of the darkness, she saw something move. 'hello?' the drunk woman called 'who's there?' Suddenly, a woman dressed in white with a black bag over her head grabbed Deni and stretched duck tape over her mouth.
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This story is really addictive, I couldn't stop reading it.
It's epic! Keep going, Angel! LoL, I like it. =) -
Deni tried to scream for help, but the duck tape muffled her cries. Then she noticed her wrists and ankles were also mummified in duck tape. The woman in white dragged Deni into a dark ally.
The mysterious masked killer picked up a rusty axe 'I hope you enjoyed those shots of Vodka. They're your last,after all!' The serial killer laughed. Deni closed her eyes just before the axe's blade hit her neck. -
Dacey grabbed her ragdoll and followed her mom into the car. 'We've got to get out of the neighbourhood.' Kristen told Mason.
Kristen could barely stay awake,but she knew that she had to. -
Why does it take you so long to post a few lines?
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Oh, this f---ing thing is slow. brb
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