Jay

you were walking home from your job you took your normal short cut through the woods but tonight was different...colder....darker and you lost sight of the path you kept going straight trying to find the path getting colder as you go on...to dark to turn back....you stumbled over a log tripping and rolling down this large hill coughing and groaning you look up to see a man....who looks around your age standing there eyes wide and unblinking pure red blood shot eyes...and black hair...tall, lanky...

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breathing hard and sitting up with a hurt ankle what do you do

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