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So if your reading this I from here on out I suggest that you are at least 17 years or older. With that said we left off with me lacking a father figure.
#nightdwellers #futuredream This is it. The big one. Onederland. One night a week, one night longer than any other, one night better than any other. This place is it.
#nightdwellers #futuredream Cave the primitive rave. Cloud the music loud. The Cave & Cloud our sanctuary of indulgence. The champagne showers and sparkling smiles.
#nightdwellers #futuredream The fox den. Place of sexual release, the underground palace of desire. No strings, no consequences, no worries, just freedom to explore your darkest most secret dreams.
#nightdwellers #futuredream The Pit. Step into the craze. Manic sweat and drink. The door is circular and glass.
#nightdwellers #futuredream The Pit. The Fox Den. Cave & Cloud. The Rabbit Hole. These are the clubs. The big four. Anybody who is anyone is at these. Every night from dusk till dawn.
#nightdwellers #futuredream People walk to the beats. The music of the city. Pounding bass pumping through the concrete ground and glass surroundings. Oblivious to it, just the hum of life.
I have looked back on my life many times and tried to make sense of all the blurred memories. I'm sure everyone has pondered the past and said what if.
Finally after days of hard work everything was ready.
It had been a pretty normal day at school. I was busy taking notes while everyone else was busy talking and arguing with each other.
"Ceara. It's time to wake up!" I heard my mum call. I winced as the sunlight hurt my eyes. All I wanted to do was sleep, but I knew that wasn't going to happen.
16 + Content My name is Louisa Tanner and I was 19 when I was murdered. My name is Meredith Riley and I was also 19 when I was murdered.
You know that song "What a wonderful world" by Louis Armstrong. I never understood it even as a little girl. I mean not to be a downer, but the world isn't exactly wonderful.
A continuation of the story written by @smellfingers, @misslittleDHP @naaviie @MrAlex and me.
My name is Suzette Cox and I was 17 years old when I was murdered.
Collaboration with @smellyfingers @sjw @naaviie @MrAlex CHAPTER 13 Beginning of the end Mickey and Derek decide to visit Jacobs mum, she was crucial to the next part of their plan.
The sky was at it's darkest, a full moon hidden within dark clouds. It's light glowing faintly through the thickness of the clouds with no way to rid itself of the obstacles blocking it.
Continued from @sjw and @smellyfingers Chapter 6......It Begins Huddled on the floor on the strange sign, Derek and Mikey have their backs to one another.
Following on from a story by @smelly fingers @misslittleDHP and me. Chapter 5 Hope is lost. The chanting was loud and irritating.
Castiel new, hoped, that if there were one place left in the world, this world, where his Father would hear him, this was the place.
Following on from @smellyfingers and @sjw Chapter 3 Confusion Derek grabs Mikey's arm as though he was protecting him but the truth was he was the one needing protecting, grabbing his young and...
Following on from @smellyfingers... Chapter 2. A first taste. As the light behind them got further away and the darkness embraced them, both boys felt grateful for the torch.
Chapter 2. The Good Times Are Killing Me The day wasn’t as bad as it could have been. He was tired but not in an overly unpleasant way.
Chapter 1. Waltzin’ Black He couldn’t sleep. He lay there wondering if there was a golden hour in which this simplest and hardest of acts could be accomplished with some ease.