a pale yet shaky hand made its way to the surface, cutting through the roots as it pulled it's host up. Another hand did the same, until a girl was revealed. She had an old raggedy dress on, and longish black hair that was messy. She was bleeding from her chest, obvious it was a stab wound. She had some blood on her mouth as she smiled hello... she said, approaching you and touching your face you're warm... she said again, the feel of her cold hands sent shivers down your spine.
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