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MC POV - Interactive Story - 9
🕑 Added 2025-06-04 22:40:00 +0000 UTCYou lead Jessica quietly up the stairs, careful to step near the edges to avoid any creaking. At the top, you peer around the corner. Down the hall, a woman stands hunched over near a closed bathroom door. Her blonde hair hangs loose and tangled around her face, strands damp with sweat. Blood spatters darken the front of her shirt, small droplets smeared across her jeans. She clutches her wrist tightly, paper towels wadded thickly around her forearm, dark brown blood soaking through.
She taps softly against the bathroom door again. Her voice sounds strained even though she speaks softly. "Ryan, come on now, open the door. It's just a scratch. I'm fine, really."
From behind the bathroom door comes a young voice, maybe a teenager. "You promise you're okay, Mom? You swear?"
The woman's shoulders slump in relief. "I promise. Everything's fine. Just open the door for me."
She shifts, adjusting her grip on the paper towels. They fall away for a moment, and you clearly see the angry red bite mark beneath, swollen and oozing, edges darkening in a way you recognize instantly.
Jessica stiffens beside you, her breath sharply drawn in.
