HIDDEN EDGES
I close my eyes tightly and open them up again in hopes of finding myself back in my room, but hope isn't for someone like me.
All too familiarly and startling, my back meets a dead end, colliding with a wall and misery all at once. Dylan's lips curve into a creepy smile, revealing brown crooked teeth and just then, they all jump at me, clawing at whatever skin their decaying hands could reach.
The all too familiar smell of my blood fills my nostrils and yet again, my infamous screams, pleading for help that would never come my way, hurts my throat.
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