Incapable_Catastrophe
Lurker
Alicia Bowers had just run away from home and was now in the middle of the woods. She didn't have a jacket or anything as she'd left in a rush. It'd taken her an hour to make it to her original destination, and another to make it to her current location by a river. She had no clue where she was, but at least she hadn't been caught. She looked up at the moon and determined that it was around two or three in the morning. Clouds had begun rolling by and the smell of rain had slowly tainted the air. Hastily, she began making a fort, but since she couldn't see she was sure it'd be useless to block out any rain. She was cold and regretting her decision to not go straight back home after she'd finished her original plan.
Soon enough, her roommate would realize she was gone and see the mess she'd made before doing so and call the authorities. At best, she could blame it on the "stalker" she'd been telling everyone she knew about. An easy alibi.
She jumped at the sound of someone approaching, quickly turning to face the woods. It was dark enough that she couldn't be seen beneath her disgustingly terrible fort so she was certain she hadn't been spotted. She also hadn't made a sound since sitting under it. She anxiously listened in for more noises as she covered her mouth to shield the sound of her breathing.
Soon enough, her roommate would realize she was gone and see the mess she'd made before doing so and call the authorities. At best, she could blame it on the "stalker" she'd been telling everyone she knew about. An easy alibi.
She jumped at the sound of someone approaching, quickly turning to face the woods. It was dark enough that she couldn't be seen beneath her disgustingly terrible fort so she was certain she hadn't been spotted. She also hadn't made a sound since sitting under it. She anxiously listened in for more noises as she covered her mouth to shield the sound of her breathing.
