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Out of time – met a stranger #30

I didn’t want to die. Not now. Not like this.

I don't wanna die

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I’m sorry, old friend: met a stranger 24

Suspicious disc

Well, now I don’t know what to think. I popped the disk in (luckily I kept that old floppy drive for sentimental reasons) and just couldn’t believe my eyes. It seems either Vanny’s been hitting the Absinthe too hard these days or something is really wrong with that girl. Here’s what she had to say.

My dear old friend,

The hunt is over.. forgive me.. for what I’ve become.. for what I’ve done.. for what I will do. Your time is up. You have to make a decision.

Your actions get too much attention from too much people. You won’t be able to see who is your friend and who is your enemy anymore. Everybody will only focus to use your fate to improve their own status, needs or plans.

You know that I am right with this. But at the same time you see that you can’t solve your problems alone.

I hunted you for quite some time now.. I am not proud of it.. but I was forced to do. Think Mygdala! Think! Remember every situation we shared.. I am the only one you can and should trust. Because I am the only one who will offer you a way out of all this!

Meet me at … Damn! They are coming.. I hear them… you will hear from me where you can find me..

V.

But, can I trust her?

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Strange brew – met a stranger – holy crap it’s part 18

“You’re safe here, Myg.” she said.

The test

But it was damn hard to believe her with Vanny leering at me like that. Read more

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Recurring Thoughts

Van nightdrive 2

Blood… flesh… peace… my mind tumbles… no thought lasts in my head…

driven by the thirst…

I am hunting her. Why?–I don’t know. Or do I?–do I? … Voices echo in my head.
Are they mine? Yours? Who is this? Get out of my head! … silence … fear … freedom. Read more

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The hunt begun – Met a stranger, part IX

I woke up after what seemed like days and unending days of heavy sleep.
My head hurt real bad.
I wanted a slice.
So out I went.

But when I came home again, this is what greeted me at the damned door.

Love letter

And it said this:

The wind howled like a pack of wolves eating their prey
The curtains swung like a monkey
The room was so silent that you could hear the other side of the world
And you feel scared…

The hunt begun Myg…

SHE MADE ME DO IT

THE FLESH OF FALLEN ANGELS

I guess Vanny wasn’t kidding about that whole hunting me down thing. Read more

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It’s just a dream – met a stranger part VII

Continued from Kiss me in the shadow (VI). New to the series? Try reading it in this order: Met a stranger on a train (I) then Bodegaddiction (II) then Small crimes (III) and then This is not my beautiful house (IV) and Bumped right into me (V). Then read Kiss me in the shadow (VI) and then come on back here.
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Flecks of ice cold water stung my naked skin, rousing me from what felt like a stalled out coma or the aftermath of a nasty Tastykakes binge.

Prisoner

“Get up Myg” Vanny harassed from the other side of the door. “I’m hungry,” she said, her eyes glowing hot through the iron bars. Something told me that she was not about to suggest we order pizza. Read more

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Kiss me in the shadow – met a stranger part VI

Continued from Bumped right into me – met a stranger part V. New to the series? Try reading it in this order: Met a stranger on a train (I) then Bodegaddiction (II) then Small crimes (III) and then This is not my beautiful house (IV) and then, finally, Bumped right into me. Then read this one.
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Yep, that’s me passed out cold, this time without even my boxers to keep me warm.

zzzzzzzzzz

Let me explain what happened first. Read more

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Bumped right into me – met a stranger part V

Continued from This is not my beautiful house – met a stranger part IV. New to the series? Try reading it in this order: Met a stranger on a train (I) then Bodegaddiction (II) then Small crimes (III) and finally This is not my beautiful house (IV). Then come on back.
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You can call me whatever you want, but I always sucked at grand theft auto.

hot wheels

First, I had no idea how to pop the locks without setting off the sprinkler system and the alarm. Then even if I did, how the hell was I gonna jump the starter? I was out of my league.

I thought maybe I’d just wait for the autobus and give the driver some sob story, so I sat down at the bus stop for a spell. But damn that’s one laggy busline, because the sun set over that skyline and not one came. But then, guess who materialized out of thin air? Read more

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