Today is the day.
Not a moment too soon.
Not a second more.
I'm going to do it.
I went to the back of McDonald where I shouldn't be. I walked through the kitchen area and found my Rose. She had her back to me as she...
cried?
Something was definitely wrong.
Her skin was abnormally gray and slowly falling apart, revealing another layer...a layer of metal.
"Destroy." She turned her head 360 degrees and met my eyes with her red ones.
I was in a pickle.
In a big dil of a pickle.
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Short Story#1 in mysteryguy 1/19/19 "Welcome to McDonald, how may I take your order?" Rose nonchalantly spoke. "Well...." "Sir?" She turned to the window and right in his car, smirked a very handsome face. She hates working at McDonald. like really hates it. S...
