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  1. Okay, so it's so hot that I can't sleep. And so I decided to write a story - or at least a part of it. I literally just typed it up a minute ago and copy and pasted it here, I proof-read it once or twice changing anything that annoys me but beware it was a rush-job. Also, I thought that just a regular story might be boring so I wanted to try something different. I'm going to end the chapter with a choice for the reader to decide. Something like those old do-it-yourself adventure books. e.g. The Goosebumps series. Anywho, I hope you enjoy. I stumble out of the alleyway, my clothes drenched in sweat. My eyes shake violently and my vision deteriorates. My mind is white. Completely empty, just a swirling daze. I look back to see if they’re still following me, I can’t see them. I think I’m safe. But still, I can’t shake off this feeling that I’m in danger. It must be my imagination. There’s no way I’d be thinking straight in my condition. I close my eyes and use the wall as a support. “What was that?” I remember the scene I just witnessed. It was a massacre. A group of men in black suits killed people. How many people? I can’t remember exactly… My memory is hazy for some reason, but it wasn’t an insignificant amount. Don’t get me wrong though, even one death is significant. But this was different. This was on a completely different scale. So why? Why can’t I remember exactly what happened? “What’s wrong? You look terrible.” A voice calls out to me. It’s a boy’s voice. I know him, his name is Jayce and we went to high school together. We still keep in contact via email and texts but he doesn't go out often so this is the first time seeing him since school. What luck, he might be the perfect person to run into. I decide to talk to Jayce about what I just saw. “Listen, Jayce. Do you have some time?” “I guess. I was just about to go home.” “In that case, I need to talk to you.” He remains silent for a second before asking ‘Is it serious?’ I give him a nod. “… Okay. Let’s go to a café and talk” I’m thankful that he realized how serious I was so quickly. He’s always had a keen sense for what was serious and what wasn’t. “What did you want to talk about?” Jayce asks immediately after arriving at the café. I give a quick glance to my surroundings. Glad to there’s no one around, I let out a sigh and look at Jayce. “I saw something… strange today… Not anything supernatural but it felt out of place.” He gives a silent nod as he rests his chin on his hands. Silence fills the café. Not because there’s no one here but from my own mouth. I stopped talking. For some reason I can’t remember what I wanted to talk about. Why? It’s important. Something happened. Something big happened. So why? It was so significant that it makes me uncomfortable. So why can’t I remember it? “Noah? What did you see?” Jayce speaks up. I guess he found it strange that I just suddenly fell silent. That’s the natural reaction after all- I initiated the conversation and stopped midway, of course he would find it odd. “No… Never mind. I’m going to go home.” “Okay. I was headed back home too so we can walk part of the way together.” Jayce lives around the same area as me so we go home in the same direction. We get up and end up leaving the café. I get a strange feeling that someone is trailing us. Who is it? Even after walking for ten minutes the feeling doesn’t go away. Someone is following us, I’m sure of it. I take a glance behind us in an attempt to catch them but the streets are always empty. The streets are empty? Now that I think about it… The café was empty too… Isn’t that strange? Its peak hour and it’s been completely empty ever since I left the alleyway. Was it empty before then? I can’t remember. Why? Why Can’t I remember? Something is wrong. Something is wrong, and it has to do with the person that’s trailing us. I’m willing to bet money on it. But what do I do? What can I do? ============ Choices! Option A: Ignore it. It might be your imagination after all! Option B: Let Jayce know you think someone is following you. Maybe he can help! Option C: Confront who - or whatever is following you, right now!
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