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She had never meant for it to go this far. They all had believed that it was just a town myth used to scare little children. But God had she been wrong! Looking below over the railing laid Micah Smith. His body was bloody and broken. His neck twisted backward, so his lifeless eyes stared back up at her. But the worst part was that not a minute later those eyes started to bleed black and blink up at her. Covering her lips to seal the scream that was threatening to burst out she closed her eyes and prayed that this was just a sick twisted dream.
Slowly. Very slowly she opened her moist brown eyes and took a steady breath. Walking slowly back towards the rail. She needed to be sure he was dead. Peaking over she was surprised when she saw nothing. The spot where Micah laid was spotless. Like no one had been there. Shaking her head she whispered to herself
" Mora get a grip you've just had too much to drink."
Suddenly a cold stiff hand laid on her shoulder.
" Sorry dear but you're wrong, You're mine now" and then everything went black.
This story is about a town urban legend, who so happens to be real and who is obsessive and possessive of a girl named Mora.He's willing to kill anyone who gets in his way of what he considers his.
Read to find out what happens.