Katherine sat in her cold, dark, stone room trembling, clutching at her long dark hair now caked with bits of dried blood. "I'm not crazy" she whispered to herself. "My name is Katherine Plumber, I'm 19 years old, I'm a reporter for the New York sun, Jack is coming for me...Jack is coming for me." She teared up. How could she have let this happen?
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Mad House
FanfictionKatherine sat in her cold, dark, stone room trembling, clutching at her long dark hair now caked with bits of dried blood. "I'm not crazy" she whispered to herself. "My name is Katherine Plumber, I'm 19 years old, I'm a reporter for the New York sun...
