I am walking. There is nothing around me. It is darker than midnight in January. Yet the grey road is clearly visible. There is no one else around. No one to reach out to. It's just me.
But then I started hearing voices. I recognize them right away. They're not strangers or anything supernatural. I knew these people. Then as if by magic, they appear out of thin air. Standing beside the road, laughing together and some with their own special person. I try calling out to them, but I get no response. They cannot hear me. They cannot see me. Memories flashed through my mind as tears started to slowly flow down my face. I continued walking. Right past them
As I'm walking I see a house appear on the left. A bench on the right directly facing the doorway across the road. This was not here before, but I recognize that house. Someone lived here. A girl who was a close friend of mine. We used to walk down here together. But one day she got a boyfriend and just left. I saw a light on in the window. I went up to the house and knocked. No answer. I knocked twice. No answer. I waited for 2 minutes, before knocking again. No answer. I went to sit on the bench. I sat there for half an hour. Then the door opened. She walked out and looked around, puzzled. She looked in my direction. Though she was on the other side I could hear her. "I thought I heard someone." She said. She started walking down the road.
Memories once again flashed through my head. Remembering when we were walking down here. I slowly got up, and I looked down to find blood dripping from my chest, despite having no cuts. My wrists and ankles are cuffed as if I was imprisoned. I start walking again, tears in my eyes. Then I find a note in my hand. I didn't have this before and no one came up to hand this to me. I open it. It has her handwriting. On it is a short message. "Take care <3 :)." I place the note in my jacket chest pocket, and continue walking.
I am walking.
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