I came back to the art room to get a few things before leaving for the day...and I found a note. Daggered against my art easel in front of the classroom. Inked in blood.
'You cant escape me.'
Inked in BLOOD. ...and its human.
Damn it.... I think I know who it is...and I hope its not true. If it is...I dont know what I'm going to do. The past is
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