Daniel's gone.
He's been gone all day.
I got home late, and he wasn't there, and he hasn't been here, I thought he'd come back but...
He wouldn't...he wouldn't just run off without telling me...
I read his last post.
Alice. I know you're reading this blog. Explain. NOW.
I have no idea what you're talking about...I was never at the house. I swear to God. It wasn't me.
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Bullshit. You were at the house. He wouldn't make that shit up. Now WHERE THE HELL IS HE?!
ReplyDeleteAlora, either she's lying or she's not. And if she's not, the implications are something you might want to prepare for.
ReplyDeleteIt wasn't me. I haven't come near your house since the 25th. I think that...
ReplyDeleteDaniel, you IDIOT. You didn't stop to think, did you?!
Alora, I know that you don't trust me...hell, you don't even know me, but...we both care about Daniel. I need to find him, but I can't do it alone.
Truce?
Alice
...You. My place. Three o' clock today/tomorrow/whatever it is.
ReplyDeleteHe'd...he'd better be okay...
Alora, you're staying safe, right? You better stay okay as well.
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