Suspense Stories V3 - Rahim, Abdul
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It was a mistake for me to come. After getting into this taxi cab and driving all the way across town to get here, I should have known better than to do so. Nonetheless, I did. When I saw that face among hundreds of others, I wondered whether it was just my mind playing tricks on me. At first, I wondered whether it was some kind of optical illusion, or maybe a nasty prank. I considered it possible that it was a sign that I needed to get out of the house. Take a few sips of anything to drink. Or two, or three. Is it possible that I'm becoming insane? Their image may be seen everywhere. I'm not…mehr

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It was a mistake for me to come. After getting into this taxi cab and driving all the way across town to get here, I should have known better than to do so. Nonetheless, I did. When I saw that face among hundreds of others, I wondered whether it was just my mind playing tricks on me. At first, I wondered whether it was some kind of optical illusion, or maybe a nasty prank. I considered it possible that it was a sign that I needed to get out of the house. Take a few sips of anything to drink. Or two, or three. Is it possible that I'm becoming insane? Their image may be seen everywhere. I'm not familiar with them. I wondered whether they were familiar with me. But those violet eyes, with that nefarious scar... That blood, pouring out of their nostrils, Can you imagine how I may have met them previously and not remembered it? Is it possible that I'm becoming insane? When I initially spotted them, I assumed they could be in need of some assistance. I had to push my way through a sea of fleshy bodies on the pavement to get to them, but by the time I did, they were already vanished. A spatter of blood was the only thing that had taken their place. Two or three drips, maybe three, of water trickling down the concrete.