Details
The Gray Serial Killer Book One
Horror|
5,49 € |
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| Verlag: | Bookrix |
| Format: | EPUB |
| Veröffentl.: | 26.02.2020 |
| ISBN/EAN: | 9783748730484 |
| Sprache: | englisch |
| Anzahl Seiten: | 573 |
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Beschreibungen
Are you all right?"e; An arm reaches out and grabs me firmly. I squint as an overhead light shines too bright in my face. A sense of dread washes over me; I have no idea why. My body tenses at the touch. I try to pull away, but I can't move the way I want. It feels like I'm fighting my way through mud, thick and heavy, weighing me down. The voice calls out again, I think it's a woman's. I turn my head to the side and force my eyes to open, blinking slowly. A face hovers over me, their features blurred. "e;What?"e; I croak. The voice that comes out of my mouth doesn't sound like mine. The voice doesn't respond. Something drapes over my shoulders, and a figure walks in front of me and drops to their knee. It is a woman. I can see her face now. I can see the color of her eyes, a deep, dark brown that begs me to find comfort in them, but I can't shake the feeling that something is wrong. I try to focus on her face. She has thick brows and a crooked nose, broad and covered in freckles. Focus. Focus, I try to tell myself before a high-pitched ringing tears through my eardrums. "e;Are you okay?"e; Her voice is quiet, as if she's trying not to break me with her words. I want to nod. I can't comprehend why she's looking at me like this, where I am, why I'm wrapped in a rough cotton blanket, why I'm so cold. I scrutinize my surroundings as my head clears, and I try my hardest to remember. How did I get on the ground? Rows of shiny, plastic-wrapped snacks fill my line of sight, and a long fluorescent tube-lamp above me swings back and forth. I think I'm in a gas station. I wipe my face with my arm and glance down. Is this my arm? Every part of me feels unfamiliar. I shake my head, trying to collect myself. "e;I'm okay,"e; I slur, realizing that she's staring down at me with that searching expression. Squinting, I focus on the mass of blue and brass before me as she gets to her feet. "e;Why are you here?"e; I ask her, trying to take another glance around the room. I must have missed something. Something important. She puts her hands under my arms, hauling me to my feet. She's stronger than I expected. My knees falter as I attempt to straighten my body. I stop struggling as she gently shushes me and lowers me back to the ground. It's cold. Please don't vomit on this nice lady. Her voice is soft but firm. "e;What's your name?"e;
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