It was as if the ghostly figures had followed us home.
I tried to stay calm, but my heart was racing with anxiety. What was happening? And how could I stop it?
As night began to fall, I decided to do some research on my own. I spent hours scouring the internet for any information on those ghostly figures. But every search result seemed to be about different things.
Frustrated and scared, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I packed a small bag and set out to investigate further. I knew it was reckless, but I couldn''t shake off the feeling that something was off.
As I walked through the dark streets, I felt like I was being watched. Every step I took seemed to be followed by an unseen presence.
And then, suddenly, I saw her. My ex-girlfriend, standing on the sidewalk in front of me. Her eyes were black as coal, and her skin was deathly pale.
"Welcome back," she said, her voice low and menacing.
I tried to run, but my legs were frozen with fear. She reached out a bony hand and touched my face.
"You should have stayed away from the hospital," she hissed.
And with that, everything went black.
When I came to, I was lying on the sidewalk, my head throbbing with pain. My ex-girlfriend was nowhere to be seen, but I knew she was still out there, watching me.
I stumbled back home, determined to uncover the truth behind those ghostly figures and my ex-girlfriend''s strange behavior. But as I walked through the door, I knew that nothing would ever be the same again.