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Entry 1
Name: Trinity Bales
Date of birth: 1996
Gender: F
Current Address: [REDACTED]
Height: 5'8
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Purple
Key Features: Messy bun, Blue mascara, light pink lip gloss
Role: Leader
Abilities:
Occupation: Student
Status: Fair
Biography:
The old Peterson house had long since been torn down ever since Mr. Peterson had been arrested. Left to rot without an occupant, it was condemned and eventually, bulldozed. Good riddance, I'd said at the time, but it looked like someone was finally doing something with the property. There weren't many new people coming anymore, given how the story of a serial kidnapper spread like wildfire. Not even the bars of a cell could keep those rumors from permeating. But, after many long years, there was finally a new neighbor, and, clearly, they were bold, too. Or more likely, they didn't know the full extent of what happened in that old house, and part of me was thankful, but I knew they'd face some less-than-favorable attention for doing so, to say the least.
I didn't have to wait very long to see who was moving in. A newer-looking red car rolled up on the curb as the construction team worked, and out stepped a man with short brunette hair, fuzzy on top with an undercut, dressed in a warm pink polo and teal-striped shorts. It made me double-take.
I'd heard from Nicky what he looked like. I'd even seen his pictures. But- this couldn't be him. No, It was a coincidence. There was no way he'd even be wearing the same outfit anyway.
I caught myself staring as the man turned his head to look at our house.
Surely not. Never in a million years it could be him. Not after what happened. He'd been gone so long that he was already presumed dead, with no body found.
...
I peeked through the window again.
He was talking with the construction crew.
He was holding the blueprints, too.
... An architect?
...
I moved away from the window, grabbing his shoulder to shake him awake. He groaned tiredly but slowly pulled the old leather bag off his head.
"... Nicky? You need to come look at this"
"...what? What is it?" He yawned
I chewed my lip for a moment. "Well. We have a new neighbor..."
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So, how do y’all think Nicky’s going to be doing in season 2?
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“lose this coin lose your life”
inspired by: @ravenbrookz
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