SM:Try Talking

From Create Your Own Story

"I know you're in here. Just come out and w-" you begin, not even having a chance to finish your sentence before the chair swivels around and a woman stands up.

She is young, about 17 or 18, and wearing a fancy strapless summer dress that has since been ruined by blood. In her light brown hair, and on her face, you can see more bloodstains but she doesn't seem to be hurt so it must be blood from one of the people upstairs.

In her hands she is grasping what looks like half of a broom, holding it so tight that her hands are completely white.

"Thank god, I thought I was going to die... Are you a police officer? Did you arrest him?" she asks, a mixture of hope and fear in her voice.


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