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Glimpse (Part 1)
My name is Nina. I was a party animal.

Was.

At least, that was what I used to be, before shit unfolded itself.

All my life I lived lavishly. No party would be held if I were not in it. And on this particular night, I held a party in my very own house. On what occasion? I can no longer remember.

It was a crazy party, but my friends and I were a little crazier. Little had we known time passed sooner than we pleased. So eventually, I was left alone in the darkness of the night.

Like any other nights, I ended up alone. The only company I had left was the remaining cocktail my love had made. Cindy. It was really unclear what truly was going on between us, but neither of us minded. I mean, it's the year 4967, stop living in the past.

I was sitting idly on my couch, staring at nothingness, as I nostalgically thought of all I had left behind. Just so I could reach my dreams, which seems more and more vague than it used to be.

And then it happened. A loud cry I heard, and it brought me back on my feet.

"What was that?!", I thought, as I followed the trail of that horrifying voice, all the way to my backyard. As dark as night could ever be.

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The cry was faint but I heard loud and clear as I walked past the dark bushes. My steps faltered. It was late and I wasn’t sure if it was a smart thing to stop and inspect the source. But I did anyway. So there I was creeping to the source of the sound.

Yes, it was dumb. And yes, I knew I was unwise, and how much of a dumbass decision it was. On my defense, would you not? See what I mean? I didn't care.

"Who cares?", I thought, as the cry was heard once again.

Step, step, step. Slowly I got closer and closer, while the cry was louder and louder. The air, as it would in scary stories, was cold as ice. As cold as ice were the eyes of a being in front of me.

Whoosh! Struck the lightning. And blam! Roared the thunder. And there I saw.. Someone who grew as silent as I was.. Someone.. No other than..

Me?

And a being lying in front of her, dead as a fish.

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