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Daughter of a dead Businessman
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The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end. Quickly looking around I spotted a table I could hide under.
Diving underneath I sucked in a sharp breath as the footsteps was louder than before. With each footstep my whole body trembled in fear. 'I knew I shouldn't have trusted them.' I thought with a scowl on my face. My eyes widen as the footsteps stopped in front of where I was hiding.
"Boss will be real happy if I brought him a rich little stray. C'mon out little girl. The boss is waiting," the voice of the footsteps said. Chills ran across my whole form. It was a man, maybe around his late twenties. His voice was ruff, probably a heavy smoker. "You can always thank your daddy for this. He's late on pay." the man said.
Faster than I could blink the sheet that covered me was gone from sight and I was yanked up in his grip by the wrists. Screaming in fear I kicked my legs and moved around as much as I could since he lifted my body off the floor. I might be light, but he picked me up as if I was rasins in sack.
"Quit ya squirming! There's no one to save nor hear you." What he said was true. We were on the fifth floor of this ghostly hospital and this place is near to collapsing. No human in their right mind would...
The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end. Quickly looking around I spotted a table I could hide under.
Diving underneath I sucked in a sharp breath as the footsteps was louder than before. With each footstep my whole body trembled in fear. 'I knew I shouldn't have trusted them.' I thought with a scowl on my face. My eyes widen as the footsteps stopped in front of where I was hiding.
"Boss will be real happy if I brought him a rich little stray. C'mon out little girl. The boss is waiting," the voice of the footsteps said. Chills ran across my whole form. It was a man, maybe around his late twenties. His voice was ruff, probably a heavy smoker. "You can always thank your daddy for this. He's late on pay." the man said.
Faster than I could blink the sheet that covered me was gone from sight and I was yanked up in his grip by the wrists. Screaming in fear I kicked my legs and moved around as much as I could since he lifted my body off the floor. I might be light, but he picked me up as if I was rasins in sack.
"Quit ya squirming! There's no one to save nor hear you." What he said was true. We were on the fifth floor of this ghostly hospital and this place is near to collapsing. No human in their right mind would...
