Nov 2, 2013
{ h o l l o w s e v e } || ( post halloween au ) || closed
Alex wandered along a seemingly abandoned and empty street. He was soaked from head to toe in blood. The fourteen year old quietly cried with dry eyes. The only bloodless parts of his face were trails where tears had been. The boy was just a writer. He was so unprepared to experience the horror he put his characters through. He saw someone coming up, shining a flashlight in his face. "I-I know how this looks, but t-trust me I-I didn't d-do anything..."
