" I'm sorry, Stacy. " I started." Sorry for what? "" For not listening to you. I know it's all my fault we are in this mess now, if I had listened to you, we could have been out of here for a long time. "" I wish I can hate you for this, Elisa, I really wish but I can't. "" Why? "" Because you're my friend, asshole. "" So, you aren't angry with me? " I asked." Of course not. Shh... " She shushed." What? " I asked like whisper." The sound, it's gone. " She told her." Are you sure or is it the usual pause and continue? "Stacy shrugged, " I guess so. " We started walking towards the coffin when I stepped on something sharp. I pointed my touch light to the ground, hissing at the rough pain under my leg.I was bleeding profusely, too much to leave a trail on the ground. " Are you alright? " Stacy asked, worried." No, this fucking hurts a lot. " I limped few steps closer when the box gradually opened itself, smoky dust accompanied.The whole creepy thing was becoming crazy to us
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