WHERE IT BEGAN

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I wake up on the cold marble floor. I feel my forehead and find it damp with blood. Looking around the room trying to find out what happened offered a few clues. There were papers everywhere, it looked as if someone was searching for something. I sit and contemplate my next move. Should i call the police? Should i look around for clues? I get up to look around and see if there are any hints on who came into the house. As i walk through every room i realize that the alarm was still set, the person that came in knew the code. I continue through the house and find a single rose that's lit on fire. Approaching it cautiously, i find a note on the bottom. Slowly opening the envelope i pull out a paper the color of an old page of a dusty book you'd find in your attic. I read the note with my heart racing, "let's play a game" it reads. I re-read it again and again, every time finding it more and more captivating. I look out the window behind the vase right as a dove comes crashing through.


-Authors note-
Ahhh if you're reading this, Thanks for reading chapter one! Chapter two will be coming soon ❤️

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