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Ethan

"Let's go." Mark says and leads me out of the hospital.

"I guess being at your place will be better than that shit place." I say sighing.

"It won't be that bad, I just don't want you hurting yourself." He says.

"I'll be fine." I say. He probably knew it was a lie.

"No, you won't please, I can help you." Mark pleads.

"Fine..." I sigh and look down.

"Ethan, I know you don't want this but its what's best for you." Mark says.

"O-ok." I say not meaning to stutter.

We go to Marks car and leave the car ride was quiet other then the quiet hums from next to me. We get to Mark's house and he walks inside with me.

"Mark?" I ask.

"Yeah." He says.

"Can I go home to grab some extra clothes? We don't have to do it now but I don't have anymore clothes." I ask.

"Yeah we can do it later." He says.

"Ok." I say.

Then I get a text.

"Unknown: your weak, you couldn't get the job done like I asked."

"Me: who are you?"

"Unknown: you know very well who I am..."

It was him.... He wants to come back doesn't he, he'll kill someone again, he'll do it again...

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