Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

I sat on a chair, tide up in tight, thick ropes. A hand slid down my back, touching my stitches. It was the third day at CREEIPY Inc. CREEIPY is Creepyness In the world Per Year. Back to the freaking hand, ya'll. The chair gave a freaky lurch and fell. "NNNEEEERRRRDDDDD!" I yelled, as I fell to pitch darkness...
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