It was a cloudy, rainy evening. The streets were empty. Except for one.
Shannon walked down the wet cobbled street down towards the pier...crying.
"Why me..." She said.
She reached the end of the pier and leaned against the pier banister looking at the horizon across the ocean.
Michael kept haunting her in her mind. She still loved him and felt his arms round her at night.
~Bzzzz, bzzzzz~
Shannons phone rang.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Heeeey lad" said Vicky, Shannon's other best friend.
"Oh hey Vicky" Shannon said, wiping her tears away and hiding her sadness.
"How you doing?" Asked Vicky who sounded extremely hyper,
(When isn't she)
"I'm...I'm fine Vicky, thanks, how are you?" Asked Shannon politely and calmly spoken in a soft voice.
"I'm doing fantastico babe" Said Vicky, slightly strangely.
"For fucks sake...You're drunk aren't you" Said Shannon, slightly annoyed yet not surprised.
"No..." Said Vicky quietly, then followed by,
"...Yeah"
Shannon laughed slightly.
"Alright well I've got to go catch a bus so I'll text you later Vicky, ok?" Said Shannon, nicely
"Sure thingo babes" Said Vicky, drunkenly.
~Beep beep beep~
The phone call ended.
Shannon sighed and buried her head into her hands before getting off the pier banister.
As Shannon turns out something strikes her across the head and she collapses.
Ok, sorry about this chapter being a bit short, the other chapters will be longer, I just got lost on trying to carry on this scene. However, ending chapter 1 like this does give me a lot more to write in the following chapters,
Thank you
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HorrorThe end has come of Jigsaws twisted games. Or has it? The three survivors from the last game Jigsaw played with them, ended in a loss of Shannons beloved lover and Jigsaw himself. However. Games are still being played. Puzzles are yet to be solved...
