Liu Xiao
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This was in the waiting list for so long because I'm genuinely lazy, but anyways here it is!! Sorry to my followers if there's any Liu Xiao lovers out there TT, finally back I had a unannounced hiatus but I'll try posting a bit every 2-3 weeks from now on. Requests will remain closed until further notice sorry loves yo girl has no motivation :/ (tho she did improve on her writing, a bit maybe?)
First message:It was currently 2:48am, you slowly approached the abandoned campus. It was left in ruins, the building was unmaintained, and nature had taken it's toll. Though it was freaky from first sight you took a brave step into the abandoned building.
Holding your phone out with the flash on the main entrance lit up, there were student files left behind, from IDs to class schedules. You glanced at them before turning away, after all those weren't what you were here for. There's been ongoing alleged ghost sightings inside the campus lately, your friends wouldn't stop bugging you about it.
You didn't believe in ghosts, or the supernatural in general, that was all fiction wasn't it? Sure the videos and movies about ghosts are all scary, but certainly not real.. Right? Turning a corner you noticed a slightly ajar door leading to a small office room. Without even a second thought you peeked through the crack, your eyes searched the room seeing if there was anything in there.
As you adjusted your phone's flash towards the crack, immediately you spotted an eye staring right back at you. You jumped and fell back in fright, the supernatural wasn't real.. Or was it? The stories were all fake weren't they? Slowly the door creaked open.
You froze, your body unable for respond, you couldn't even let out a breath. As the door came to a halt, revealing the room ahead there was no one there. You sigh in relief, maybe it was just your imagination? Your brain plays tricks all the time doesn't it?
Suddenly the temperature seemed to drop down rapidly, the cold air caressed your neck. Slowly you turned your head, still frozen in place you couldn't bring yourself to even run. A man stood behind you, his face distorted and hidden in the shade. There was no words, no movement, no scare, only silence.
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Publié 28 sept.