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You're walking through a small, snow covered town. You're long, pure white hair is hidden deep within the hood of your coat. It's a nice, quiet night in town. It's usually never this quiet.
'It's never this quiet,' you think to yourself. Usually, the streets have some people walking out and about. A little worried as of why it was so quiet, you pick up the pace and began to trudge home.
Glancing around every two seconds, you begin to freak yourself out. 'Oh man, oh man, oh man! I knew something was going to happen tonight!' Your gut began to twist with worry.
You don't even notice you were now running through the streets, trying your best to keep a grip. However, there was no one following you, no one near you. Just. you!
Finally, you reach your house and you began to fumble through your pockets to find the keys to your home. Grabbing them, you heard something behind you. You glance over your shoulder but see nothing.
As you open your door, you heard something running behind you again. Quickly, you slam the door and lock it. You slid down your door and took a breather. Finally, safe in your little, warm home.
As you were about to turn the lights on you noticed the kitchen light was on. Curious, you grab the nearest object, a vase, and silently creep into the kitchen.
You notice a tall, lean man with black hair rummaging through your kitchen. Gaining the courage, you ran up behind him, "AHHHH!!!!!!" And bash his head with the vase, shattering it.
He stops looking through the fridge and stands up straight. The man then turned around, his strange red eyes piercing you. You stare up at him and a grin grows on his face.
"Well," He said softly with a chuckle. "That's not how you should greet a guest, is it?" He shut the fridge behind him and then his eyes shot to your hands. "And you're bleeding... Here, let me help."
You take a few steps back, fear rising up in you. You were about to turn and run when a strong grip grabbed your wrist. You try your best to tug away. "LET ME GO!" You scream. "Or else!"
"Now now, lady. You still...." His eyes grew wider and his grin turned into an evil grin. "...Haven't let me help you." You shake your head and scream, "I DON'T WANT YOUR HELP!"
All the lights go off and you now feel a grip on both wrist. "Come, young lady.. Let me help you." His voice whispered. You're being drug toward him. "Now now my friend. That is no way to treat a lady
You scream even louder as something dark fills your mind. Your body begins to feel cold and heavy, and all you see was a bright, yellow light before slipping into a dark, deep sleep.