Everyone Thinks My Best Friend Went Missing. I Know What Really Happened.

I wanted him to be scared because I was scared. I didn’t have any friends now, no one on my shitty boat anymore, everyone thought I was gay and what if I actually was gay, what if they were right? It was all too much to take at once and I was fucking terrified.

The story wasn’t clear on how the summoning was supposed to work. That’s the problem with urban legends, I guess, they end up twisted and parts fall off and get lost, no one remembers how they got started in the first place. The Skinstealer was just supposed to come.

But of course he wouldn’t, so I turned on the light and took a leak before going back to the bedroom.


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