Escaping From The Truth

January 25th, 2010 (2)

The unknown girl sat down and thought to herself, she'll have to find who this girl was. Acting on her own initiative she went through the purse. She found money and her bank card. Checking, it was marked. "Miss Sasha Fox" again thinking on her own she decided to search her name up on her phone. Thinking that a woman with her looks must be on some sort of social media. Typing her name into the search engine of Google. And there it is...

"@SashaFoxxy? Let's see if this is her," Opening the link it brought her to Sasha's Instagram, "Yep, this is her, can't mistake those eyes," She smiles and went to send her a DM.

"Hello Sasha, this morning you have left your purse down at the Rocky Cafe, I would like to return it as soon as possible. Please arrange a place I can meet up with you to return it. Thanks," The girl messaged Sasha, that's when Markus walks over to collect Sasha's pay.

"Hello, Ariana! Where did she go?" Markus asked clearly implying Sasha,

"She got a phone call, had to dash off. She left you the money for her food," Markus picked up the money and counted it,

"She left £15 extra, I can't take it..."

"She actually left her purse, I've messaged her about it, I'll just put the money in the purse," Markus handed the extra money and she put it away.

They soon said their goodbyes and Ariana headed out of the cafe and took a stroll around the park which was near the cafe. She sat down on a park bench and watched as cars drove by. She waited, and waited for something interesting to happen... anything, just anything...

Young children ran by giggling and screaming, young couples fighting, teenagers skateboarding around the skate park. Cars honking. Dogs barking, Birds tweeting. Ariana checked Instagram... Still nothing. Groaning mentally she got up and decided it was best she head home.

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Sasha arrived at work, she parked up and exited the car. Locking up, she headed into the building. She instantly could smell strawberry shampoo and conditioner. She heard the dryers going off to dry the clients. Walking to the back she spotted one of her employees. Jasmine. She walked up to her slowly,

"Okay, Jasmine lets see this client," Jasmine nodded and took her into the back room which was for the ill dogs. Arriving she spotted a large dog laying on its side asleep. "That's no dog... That's a fucking wolf!" Sasha yelled at Jasmine,

"No, it isn't Sasha, it's just a large breed dog,"

"Large breed dog? Really?"

"Yeah!"

Sasha headed over and looked carefully at this, "Dog" which was clearly a wolf. She went to stroke the "Dog" it let her. Growling softly and quietly. "Okay, so it needs a wash, dry, cut treatment, run the bath for us please,"

Jasmine went to go do that, Sasha hated using the backroom, it was full of files and important documents. Sasha leaned over and grabbed the brush and began brushing the fur of this "Dog." It didn't like that, turning around quickly it latched its jaw around Sasha's arm. Screaming, she began to panic as the so-called "Dog" sunk its teeth deep into her arm. Jasmine panicked and grabbed the sleep dart gun, only to use if the dogs went savage and attacked the groomers. Jasmine lined up her shot to fire at the savage beast. However, she was shaking from panicking and shot Sasha in the shoulder.

"I'm seriously not having..." She began swaying back and forth, her eyes growing heavy, "A good day..." Sasha collapsed to the floor as the beast began jumping around. Destroying everything in its way. It then began to howl loudly.