With all of the movement going on around her, Becca fell into an unconscious state once more, praying for this twisted nightmare to end. ____________________________ “Hey guys, the line for this place is crazy and—ugh, did someone just puke here?” Russ wrinkled his nose, hanging up his phone and grimaced. It was always the idiotic drunkards who would drink in the morning. He stepped over the vomit to get to the cafe to meet his friends, before noticing a small movement inside the puddle. Russ cursed his curiosity, This is sick and I’m going to regret it. He reached in with his index finger and thumb to pull the thing out of the gunk as fast as possible, not wanting a speck of the stranger’s vomit anywhere on him. He held onto the thing and walked to the back of the cafe to inspect the strange object. It was absolutely drenched in vomit, but from what he could tell, it was a small blonde doll. What the-? Who would swallow a doll…oh wait, the idiot who got wasted in the morning. They probably did it on some kind of dare. He was about to throw the doll away, but it moved its arm and lifted its tiny head up. Russ’ eyes widened while the doll screamed. …show more content…
However, he wasn’t Alex, Aaron, or even a past classmate. He looked a bit older than the three with expressive baby blues. She did the only reasonable action that came to mind: scream her head