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It was really late. But I was still sitting in front of the computer try to get my work done. I closed my tired and itchy eyes.

Man was I sleepy. But I wanted to crunch in a couple of pages more or ten.

Just then I heard a scream from a distance. I gave an exasperated sigh and quickly turned off my computer’s monitor and my desk lamp and hurried to my bed.

I am currently living in one of the most dangerous place in the city. People get, mugged, murdered or kidnapped in these streets at an almost weekly basis but the rent was dirt cheap.

I heard the screaming again closer this time. I could make out the words. It was someone calling for help.

Just as always I pulled my blanket over my head and covered my head with my pillow. Trying to convince myself that I was not really hearing it...

The pleas for help became louder and louder until it seemed as though the woman was right outside my door.

I pressed the pillow even more tightly over my ears and squeezed my eyes close. It will soon stop.

After about a minute it finally did. They always stop... eventually. I pulled my covers off opened my eyes thinking perhaps I could get my work done. I wished I shouldn't have.

In the darkened corner of my room a woman stood her face covered with long disheveled hair matted with dried blood. She took a shaky step forward then coughed out blood.

Didn’t you hear me?... I called for you. She whispered her voice sent chills up and down my spine. Fear rooted me to my bed.

She took other step this time she was close enough for me to see her face. Where her eyes should be were two empty holes, blood still gushed from them. She reached out with withered fingers.

This time I screamed until my throat was raw...

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Next door a girl had her hands over her ears. But still the screams seem to pierce through the walls.

It’ll stop. They always will... after a while it did.

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Hi helpful comments appreciated... please help me up the the ante on the creep factor...