Aladora's heart raced; her breaths very shallow. The bathroom mirror reflected her trembling face as she scrubbed her hands raw. The crimson stain clung stubbornly, a testament to her desperate act. She hadn't meant to end her boss's life, but the fear had consumed her, twisted her instincts into something else.
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Her house on Ecosia Lane was her sanctuary, but it now felt otherwise. She then heard knocking. It echoed through the dimly lit hallway, and into her restroom, each rap a chill down her spine. Aladora headed toward the door, then hesitating as her hand trembled over the doorknob. The peanut—her neighbour, once friendly—stood there, eyes wide with terror. But just as he was to speak, he was cut short as he collapsed, lifeless, onto her front steps.
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And then, the top hat appeared. Sinister and poised, it stood, its brim casting shadows across the dead body. The smile it displayed seemed to mock her, just the beginning of promising secrets and horrors. Aladora fled, slamming the door behind her, her footsteps echoing through the empty house. She reached her room, slammed the door shut, and bolted it. But the top hat was relentless, materialising on her bed, its presence suffocating.
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"What do you want?" She screamed, her voice raw with desperation. The top hat blinked, almost as if amused by her terror. It stepped forward, defying the laws of reality. Aladora's mind raced—escape, hide, survive—but the walls closed in. She ran out, then stumbling down the stairs, her legs betraying her. The top hat waited at the landing, its smile widening.
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"No," she gasped, taking flight once again, to find her fingers clawing at the basement door. It swung open, and she stumbled inside. The darkness swallowed her, and the door was sealed shut. The top hat there,a singular flickering light illuminating it, its eyes boring into her soul. It whispered, a voice that shattered all hope she ever had.
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"Fate still proves inescapable." And then it chuckled.
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Aladora's screams were never heard.
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