It had been a long day, Stacey had the day off work today but that didn't make any less busy. Now was her chance to relax, she had made a cup of tea and was ready to watch her TV show. All of a sudden the front banged open and a strange man with a balaclava ran into her living room. "give me everything valuable" he yelled. Screw this she thought, if he thinks this will be easy he has another thing coming.
Determined, she moved fast off the sofa and grabbed at him, trying to stop him. There was a struggle but she fell to the floor, he grabbed whatever was near him and ran. She felt something in the side, probably a stitch. She slowly got up and held her head, a headache had appeared, she felt weird. She turned around to go back to the sofa when shock and horror spread across her face. She was looking down at herself.
Sprawled across the floor with blood seeping out of her side, there was no one here to save her. To bring her back. She found herself standing there for a very long time, the room around her had darkened but her body could still be seen from the light coming through the window. What happened now? was there anything after death? there had to be, she was here looking at herself.
A small light shone behind her, so finally she tore her eyes away to see what it was. The cupboard under the stairs was where the light was coming from, so she cautiously opened the door and was immediately dragged down into the flaming pits of hell. The door slowly closed behind her, leaving her body there alone to be found. If it was to be found.
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