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Chapter 2 'So' says Ed, 'I guess we wait until the source contacts us again' The source. The name of our new work source. Makes sense to me.
It was raining hard, I turned up my collar and scanned the building across the street. It was quiet, unusually so for this time of night, and in the distance I could hear a dog barking.
Out the office I wondered wearily till I hit the big, towering sculpture of the late mayor redburn. The mayor had been another victim of the shadows cunning charm, luring his wife into killing him.
Chapter 1 - Kayleigh Oh god, no. What had happened to my life, I wondered, and what was I going to do next. "That's easy" A voice whispered. It was the voice of a woman, sounding angel-like.
I walked the road to my boyfriends flat.I was so excited.
He was unnoticeable at first but he was there. In the middle of the street. He stayed there for about a minute. He didn't move at all. Even with the hail and the taxis.
As the sound of his alarm resonated through his skull, he rose from the comfort of his bed and trudged immediately over to the coffee machine his mornings so dearly loved.
Allie dashed out of detention, sprinting down the road, looking, hoping that she hadn't missed the last bus. But she was too late.
-Warning this story contains scenes of a graphic nature and should not be read if you are of a sensitive disposition- HORROR-SCOPE #1 Eder City Docklands 21'st March 2012 12:01 AM ...
#household - photograph The soft glow of the bar lights were comforting,that and the few glasses of rum were working their magic.
This is the next part of the story 'They Came': Between the ringing in my head and the small crowd that collected, I contemplated what I had just done.
*click click click* went my heels on the cement road. I never wear heels but Grace somehow convinced me. Dark purple mini skirt and a black tanktop with a purple flower on the left shoulder.
@sjw #household "They're fabulous, darling, a work of art, I can see that they came straight from your heart.
As she ran out the door, Rob rushed after her. She was on the high street now, but he was closing in. He was so close. He stretched out an arm to try and grab hers ...
John sat down eagerly at the resteraunt table,thinking about what to order.He scratched his head.Chicken or rice. He thought."Rice" He said.
The urban jungle was over flowing with people. The traffic was congested in the road and people spilled out of doors onto the over crowded pavements.
James snapped back into reality as the clock struck 10.00pm . His Mum had said 9.00 latest. He needed to go, it was almost pitch black.
Another sleepless night. I keep thinking about what has happened in the last week. And whats going to happen. I trudge over to the dusty cardboard box.
My body screamed in agony, as I tried to lift my head, the foul stench of what seems to be dustbins hit me, the nausea rose up and the contents of last night’s dinner appeared before me.
What a strange odd thing to find, Did someone really leave it behind.
Tears aside, I got up from my knees and decided to venture out of the alley. I need to get a grip, just because I don't know who I am doesn't mean I am a wuss. Food.
I found myself in an alleyway. Dark, wet and cold. At the far end of the alleyway lie bright lights, cars and food. Well, I think so. Slowly, I hauled myself up and headed that way.
Time stood still. Everything around Roxy became a blur as she raced towards the pay phone, knowing that if she didn't reach it, she may never see her family again. How long had it been ringing.
I arrived in the new city, Suitcase and map in hand, I had a little pity, As it did not go as planned I saw the man on the street, He had sadness to his eyes, He rested his blistered feet, And...