INITIAL STORY BY SHELLEY

I could hear someone coming into my room. I couldn't see anything but I could hear the sound of something heavy being dragged across 1the floor. In the corner across the room from me. I could see a man in a hoodie. He was crying. 2
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STORY #1 (15 tweets, 4 participants)

I could hear someone coming into my room. I couldn't see anything but I could hear the sound of something heavy being dragged across 1the floor. In the corner across the room from me. I could see a man in a hoodie. He was crying. 2 I approached him and I could see his eyes of despair. His mouth sewn with fine wires, could barely separate the lips 3 and between his sobs I could distinguish: help me! 4I jumped away! The man was still on my feet, he looked on all fours, and started to show his mouth. 5 I shoot him for mercy and went to the stables 6. Inside I felt something slide across my face. It was something that caused my arms to raise and I started to struggle for 7air 8 I balanced and after a few seconds something like wood cracked and I felt down. I untied myself and run. I noted I had no shoes 9. I could hear my heart beating and I ran into the darkness. I saw a face in the window. I felt a cold air on my face and 10heard a voice whisper 'it is me, you are mine.' I turned around just in time to see the figure standing there in the dark. I couldn't 11see anything except the figure of a man in a white dress. 12 as i got closer that man had no legs, he was flying in the air. I grabbed a rock and tried hitting him but it got through him 13, he became aware of my efforts, he began to chant. 14 He sounds like an injured whale. His song was horrible and seductive. 15

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STORY #2 (5 tweets, 3 participants)

I could hear someone coming into my room. I couldn't see anything but I could hear the sound of something heavy being dragged across 1the floor. In the corner across the room from me. I could see a man in a hoodie. He was crying. 2 I pretended to be sleeping and remained still, silent, terrified. I thought to myself, "who is this man? Why is he in my room?" 3I then continued to watch the man and the man started to walk towards me. I heard the female voice again. 4 'I'm going to kill you for this Dave!' 5

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STORY #3 (3 tweets, 2 participants)

I could hear someone coming into my room. I couldn't see anything but I could hear the sound of something heavy being dragged across 1the floor. In the corner across the room from me. I could see a man in a hoodie. He was crying. 2 When I learned his face, I found he looked strangely familiar. “I think I met him before somewhere.” I mumbled. 3

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