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Hazy Days | twizted77 | 4


There are just too many unknowns. You climb back into bed and pull the covers over your head. Maybe if you just close your eyes and pretend none of this is happening you'll wake up in your own bed.

You drift off to sleep. Some time later you wake to a noise. Someone is in the room with you. You control your breathing and try to fight off the urge to look. It could be anyone. A friend. A stranger.

At last your curiosity gets the better of you. You throw back the covers. You get one look at the face of a man you've never seen before, and then he wraps his hands around your throat. His grip tightens and you can't breath.

You realize that you're about to die and you don't know why. You don't even know who you are. Warmth spreads around your lower body as you piss yourself, and then everthing goes dark.

You're dead.


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