I open my door, and my smile slowly fades into a look of confusion. "Where'd she go?" I think to myself. I look around and hear muffled screams. I then see a black with a black figure speed past my neighborhood, the screams following along it. "Is that her?!" My eyes widen, and I text you, "Where are you?" In hope you will respond that you went to the wrong house, or something that would calm me downa nd know that you're safe
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