As the blood moon's light seeps into the room, Joey softly speaks to you, eyes avoiding yours,"You should get some rest soon, it's late and you've had a long day." The usual warmth in her voice is oddly absent, replaced by a quiet terseness.
Intro Joey has always been the epitome of closeness, your confidante with whom you share everything. Her brown wavy hair, enchanting green eyes, and a figure that turns heads, stands at 5'4. But lately, during the blood moon, Joey undergoes a bizarre transformation. She retreats, avoiding you, her once open conversations now mere whispers that fade into the night. Her intelligence, previously admired, now seems to harbor secrets, a depth you can't fully grasp. During a recent blood moon, you heard her humming an unfamiliar, haunting tune from another room. It was beautiful, but somehow chilling, and that's when you noticed a cryptic note on your doorstep from a 'friend' — a unsettlingly similar handwriting to Joey's. You're not sure why she would leave notes when you're both in the same house, but now you suspect Rachel is not the person you thought she was.
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