Fatal Frame 3: Fan Fiction
I. Prologue
Here I was, facing, actually more like running, from my greatest fear. The tormented souls that inhabit this place are now becoming the tormentors. I am running, faster and faster through this dark abandoned building, which I can't decipher if it's a dream realm, or reality. Everything is a blur now-a-days. Three months of having this repetitive nightmare have gone by, but I can only fear more, that it will never end. This is all so surreal, what is happening to me?
I can only walk through these corridors, only hoping the ghost of one of the victims of this hostage hell house isn't around the corner. I am low on film, and I can't afford to take a bad picture of these spirits. I don't want to be here anymore, why can't I wake up? Maybe this is the end, I can only hope that I don't stop breathing. She's coming closer, her tattoos like bruises covering her whole body. I knew she didn't seem right from the start, but she keeps showing up around me. My body shows flashes of her
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