» sɪᴅɴᴇʏ ᴘʀᴇsᴄᴏᴛᴛ. ғɪɴᴀʟ ɢɪʀʟ. ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ @COPSROUTINE. ᴅɪᴠᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ. ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. sᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɪɴs ᴀɴᴅ sʟs. ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ. sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs. ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ ʙʏ #𝐄𝐥. ʀᴛ?

She does not appreciate that.

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“Just in case what?” Now she was intrigued. Why would someone want to stream constantly. What was the reason? Was he the killer?

It’s — a little much. I mean, I wouldn’t want that.

Yes — why the Camera?

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-- move towards the right of her to grab the item for protection or to fight back with.

-- and live for herself. Her family. It would never happen as long as he was alive. She couldn't even think of where the weapons were placed at the moment but the fire poker that was next to the fireplace within the master bedroom caught her attention. Quickly, she would --

-- caused her heart to sink. Clearly, this was his loomis side waking more. "Stop this!" She spoke out. The feeling as though years ago in high school. Even the time with Randy that soon caused them to split. It all was too much. She could never run from this. Get far away --

-- breathing passed her lips quickly. Her eyes scanning around as the crimson warm liquid still running down her cheek. With each breath in, the stinging in her chest from the running made itself known. Soon, her eyes lock on him. The sinister smile placed upon his lips --

Her heart raced deep in her chest. She could hear the rhythum within her head. Out of breath, she quickly ran down as quick as her feet could carry her. The burning sensation upon her skin from the grip he held. She heard the laughter echo throughout the hallway. Staggard --

That’s rude. Hats off to who succeeds.

⠀⠀⠀a ⠀ life ⠀without ⠀outward ⠀ madness

— Pulling herself towards the portion of the hall. Playing? He would lose as he always did, but yet here they were like old times. Fighting.

A yell would rip through her throat as her ha d instantly reached for the raised flesh getting the crimson liquid upon her hand. Quickly, she would look to her left and grab the vase into the palms of her hands soon swinging it to smack right into him. —

— as her foot came in contact with him. Not that it did much, but she still tried. Her heart raced in fear and adrenaline. She felt sick to her stomach as the worry hit in hard. She held her breath for a moment as tears rolled down her face from the pain radiating in her arm.

It all flooded in her head so much that she lost that he was right next to her. The grip of her arm instantly brought her to reality as she yelled out in pain and rose her foot to kick him from her frame. “LET GO!” She yelled out quickly —

Oh Charlie… perfect.

|| Oh how I miss being here