Every day I'd walk to the end of my driveway, take in the amazing view, then walk back home. Perfectly normal, Perfectly safe. Until one day, when I had just reached the end a sudden popping noise sounded and I saw beyond me a shadowed figure with glowing grey eyes.
"Stop" He whispered but I heard it as if he was shouting.
He pulled a knife out of his pocket but with all my shock, not a muscle in my body would move. Without warning he pulled out a knife. I screamed but he ignored then disappeared.
I fell, into the gloom....
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