

WHEN THE CLOCK STRIKES MIDNIGHT TV
You thought that maybe if you tried 'entering' the tv as Jen did, you could magically defy the laws of physics and follow him. You immediately got back up, and do you know what you stupidly did? What really mattered to you at the precise moment was saving your friend. Now, you were acting so malicious, but really, who wouldn't do this for their best friend? She's been there for you all of your life, so you needed to do the same.Īfter that perverted man, whose name you remember was.Jen? Whatever, the name wasn't important. I mean, earlier that week all you could do was stare in absolute despair at the tv, where Ben had left, and wonder how you could help your best friend. You never thought that one day you'd be threatening a man like this, but it was the only way to save your best friend. You stayed quiet for a moment, giving him a beacon of hope. "He'll kill me!" He pleaded after struggling to breathe. You were surprised that his bones didn't collapse right then and there too. You needed him alive so he can answer your questions. You knew that he couldn't breathe, so you lightened up slightly. Your face twisted with anger as you lifted your foot up for a moment, as if removing it completely, only to bring it back down with extreme force. "I-I can't tell you." He choked out, continuously, but weakly, scratching your ankle. You placed your foot on his chest, his hands clawing at your ankle in an attempt to remove it, and leaned in close. You were satisfied at the sound it made, and even more satisfied as he fell to the ground. You balled up your fist, and with a short intake of breath, you punched his stomach. 765014443907 Shipping & Delivery Shipping & Delivery Shipping & Delivery"Too late? WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'TOO LATE'?" You screamed, furious at the male before you.

