17 February 2013
"When was the last time you eat?" asked a worried intern to a tall, thin, emaciated figure huddled in the silver street alleyway.
The smell in the air around the figure was thick with an unfamilair, unpleasent smell veronica thought.
It was one she had vauge recoleection of but couldnt quite place the odour.
"ive been waiting" said the unknown man, "waiting for what?" asked veronica.
"for you, dear, for you", suddenly the pale face of the dishevleed figure came into the moonlit alley showing a deep and oozing scar accross each cheek. "and now its time" the mans cold thin arm shot out from under his soiled robe and grabbed veronicas arm, twisting and pulling her closer to his hideous face.
Paralysed by fear and dread veronica did not scream, she didnt make a sound, somehow accepting what was to happen next, she had been a
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