The dark alley has but a single light lit. You pick up your phone but the battery has ran dry. "Shit!" You think to yourself. The laughter sounds much closer then last time. You try to quicken your steps. But just as you pick up the pace a hand grips your shoulder. Before you have the chance she digs her nails into your shoulder and turn you around. Found~ you~. She sais in a soft voice almost entrancing You're not getting away any more, honeybun.
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