The receptionist at the desk began to hurriedly walk to the sheriff's office. As fast as she could in 9 inch heels. The sheriff comes rushing out quickly, and immediately spots Abby. She had finally caught her breath after a moments rest. The lady from the front desk had handed her a tissue as the police man led her into his office. He sits her down in the chair oppisite of his. Its got a leather seating and backing to it. Very worn, and warm. The sides and handles are made from anicent oak and quite shabby. Abby relaxes into the chair. The officer stares at her full of concern, before finally speaking up. "So, what happened?" And Abby spilled.
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The Babysitter
Mystery / ThrillerAbby, 23 years old moved to a new town. Taking a job babysitting a boy named Hunter, she finds disturbuing pictures while exploring her employers old Victiorian house. Risking her life to exploit the secret, she may die trying.
