Then I heard the soft, crushing sound of footsteps on dry leaves. A shiver went down my spine. I didn’t dare to turn around.
But soon enough, the figure was in front of me. An old, tall lady. She had a sunken face and long, dirty white hair streaked with grey. She was wearing a thick black coat. But it was her eyes that grabbed my attention. They were icy grey, with pupils like thin black slits. One look at them and I gasped. Her eyes… I’d seen them before… It was Bella.
After that moment of realization was a blur of commotion. I remember hearing a loud gunshot, and a sharp, stinging feeling of pain. A siren, gasps, and loud talking. Then all that died away.
And that’s all.
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