I'm Hiram. I'm the owner of a small motel.
I know about many things, yet I seem to forget them.
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I watched the little girl walk away. Maybe I'll warn her about the demon that lurks around here; they deserves to know... The demon's killed so many people in the past few days.
Strange, though. I've only heard the news but I've never really seen one, even though they all happened at my motel. Like, what the hell? I should at least be able to have control over my own property, dammit... All I really remember for the past few days was that I fall asleep on my bed, wake up at my alarm clock, and work. Not a sound at night even though everyone reported to hear piercing screams at night and wake up the next morning to find blood seeping out from a certain room and out into the hallway. Why didn't I hear anything?
Eh, maybe it's because I'm a rather heavy sleeper.
Oh... Look. There goes that little girl again. What was her name? A-something? Jeez, I really can't remember anything now.
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Seventy Miles
Mystery / Thriller"I despise the cruel reality we are in." She sighed. "The unfair world that we call home." "Is that so?" I sneered. "So be it." ------- An escaped agent, labeled as a threat by the society, wondering aimlessly in search of her lost people. A man, wo...
