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...“How could there not be a surveillance camera in this day and age? How does that happen? He joined Philip, once his partner stopped talking to the blond man, who seemed to be the only one sober. “So, did city boy blondie give you anything good? That boy is so good looking he should be a girl.” “No, nothing much, Tomo. But, if not for them, that girl would definitely not have made it. Let’s go to the hospital.” The next morning, Sandra opened her eyes slowly. Her entire body ached, including her eyelids, which did not want to open. She heard herself moan. Is this what it feels like waking up from the dead? She slowly peered out from her jellied lids and the room began to come into some focus. She was in a hospital room, hooked up to a machine with intravenous. The male nurse walked in. “You’re awake? Two officers were here for you last night, but you were out cold. We told them we would call them as soon as you woke up.” “Please.” Sandra sighed and darkness overcame her once again. She dreamed that she was being chased by a dark shadow. She would run faster, but the shadow was still with her. She was falling into an abyss as the shadow wrapped its darkness over her, choking her. “It’s ok. You’re safe.” The voice was soft, yet very manly. “You just had a bad dream.” Sandra’s eyes were still closed, but the words she heard were comforting, which made[…]” Excerpt From: Silva Redigonda. “The Internet Murders.” iBooks.