#WritcoStoryChallenge
The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination? Then she went outside to look whose there, suddenly she saw something that a shadow is moving. Then she took one stepped forward and saw that it isn't her shadow that just moved. Then she heard the voice of walking and she turned around and saw a blood...