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I hate New York. It's so frigin crowded. I was somehwhere in the middle of nowhere and there were so many people I felt like I had been crammed into the middle of a tinny elivator with millions of people in it, and it din't help that theree was elevator music. Not to mention the fact, I was starving. There were so many resteraunts screaming for me to come and enjoy it, but I had left all my money at the mourge.Freaken A. On the plus side, my toga/lab coat outfit really didn't get any attention.… Continue

I shook my head fratnically, jumbaling what little brain I had left around. Don't listen. Don't listen. DON"T LISTEN. I ran out the door, not even bothering to look out for the security camera's. I didn't care. I ran down a long, narrow hall. It was well lit, but obviously not used much anymore. It looked like one of hose creapy hospitals syou see in the movie. Ya know, the ones that should have a lot of people in them but never seem to. I swear I could here the twilight zone music. It took all… Continue

I lay there, cold and still. Drops of sweat seemed to be frozen to my skin. I kept my eyes closed, but payed close attention to the people around me. I was listening three voices. Two Men, one woman. They were discussing the long dead body of a young girl they'd found.


"It's a shame. She was a beauty." a rough deep voice said. He acted as if he been through this before.

"Yea, she was just so young." It sounded like this guy was a kid trying to play in a grown ups world.

"Who could, who would… Continue