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The only thing I can register is the dull sound of someone screaming, bright light, and the smell of smoke. That is, until my throat starts to burn. Then I realize that the agonizing screams are mine. My body shakes against my will as I break down disbelieving what’s happened. My mind replays the scene of your cap falling off as you run into the building over and over. My brain fails to notice our friends gathering around as I fall back onto the ground. Everything is numb as all I am able see is orange yellow hue, and then, nothing. Absolutely nothing.   I’m not sure how long it’s been, or how I got here, but I’m in my

Hello...My name is Michi. And I would like to warn you about something with the name „der Fensterhocker“. Doesn't sound all to bad, doesn't it? Well even though the name doesn't sound so scary, that...thing...is. Maybe I should explain... I used to have a friend named “Immy”. He was the first one who met this monster...and his first “victim”. Immy had always been a strange kid but a few days before valentines day he started to act even stranger then usual. He always stared at the at the windows, sometimes even for the whole day in class. But there wasn't anything outside of there...or so I thought. Immy

Second Best Ch. 1 Romano paused in his grumblings—and sweeping—when there was a knock on the door. The boy scowled and proceeded to softly spew Italian profanities at his boss. He quieted though and inched closer to the front door to hear his boss. Of course he didn't trust the tomato bastard. "!Hola! ?Como es…" "A message from Lord Rodrich Eldstine." Romano moved softly closer to the door. Fratello was with the fancy bastard, maybe something happened to his idiot brother! The Spaniard sighed, "Its Prussia again, isn't it?" The man said nothing but soon there was a sound of ripping paper signifying that he was opening the

The only thing I can register is the dull sound of someone screaming, bright light, and the smell of smoke. That is, until my throat starts to burn. Then I realize that the agonizing screams are mine. My body shakes against my will as I break down disbelieving what’s happened. My mind replays the scene of your cap falling off as you run into the building over and over. My brain fails to notice our friends gathering around as I fall back onto the ground. Everything is numb as all I am able see is orange yellow hue, and then, nothing. Absolutely nothing.   I’m not sure how long it’s been, or how I got here, but I’m in my