Nessa eyed the room. Everywhere in the corners there were cobwebs.She kept calm, thinking why is there a rusty bloody knife on the table. Suddenly, her fear stood out. She couldn’t keep the fear in anymore. She glanced at the bloody carob walls, with rust draping down. Something was banging, something was scratching, something was alive. No time to worry about that. Just as she hid behind the desk, she heard knife sharpening and a whisper, “YOU’RE NEXT”…
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