Rhime wrote:
A loud scream tore me from my slumber. A desperate plea for help, cut short as I stepped out of my bed. Hesitantly, I peered out of the window... to see a woman fall to the ground with an unpleasant thud, a puddle of red growing underneath. Whoever she was, she was dead. Murdered by a woman in white who stood there, barefoot, looking straight at... me.
I couldn't see her clearly, but one thing was sure. There was a witness - me. It was clear what the killer would do next, it was clear that I'd be her next victim if I remained where I was.
Still in my nightgown, I grabbed a kitchen knife and darted outside. I ran and ran, hurting my soles and tearing my throat with desperate screams for help, but the streets and surrounding homes were unnaturally quiet and empty, as if everyone got spirited away. I could hear soft footsteps following after me, accompanied by strange murmurs that I couldn't quite understand. Was the killer even human?
I looked back. She was close. Much closer than I expected, her hand almost touching my shoulder. Instinctively, I turned and thrust the kitchen knife into her chest, a red stain blooming on her gown. It was then that I noticed her face.. my face, staring at me blankly as the body fell to the ground with an unpleasant thud, a puddle of red growing underneath...
And I felt a terrified gaze fixed on me.
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