Murder In Silence.

Hi, my name's Maura. I'm traveling to a friends' house, but my car breaks down, lucky for me it dies in front of a motel... or am I?
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10. 7:50

   I turned the doorknob, locked. I took a deep breath and kicked the door down, fresh air engulfed me.

   I stepped outside and breathed. I looked around, there was a little garden, a flower bed, and a picket fence.

   I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket, I had a voice mail from Nithya.

   "Maura! I called the police, they said they can't go over because they don't 'have any grounds' or some bullshit like that. I'm so sorry, I tried, please call me back... Please!"

   I sighed. I'd call her later, I had too many thoughts running through my mind. I turned around and saw another garden of some sort. I walked over to the white sticks that held up the plants.

   The first one was a red fern, I looked at the white stick and saw something written on it. I kneeled down and squinted to read better: Maura Greene. 2/14/84. What the hell?

   I got up and looked at the others, all had a different plant, about a foot or two apart... wait, was this a graveyard? A different flower a different victim?

   I looked over to the picket fence, I could probably jump it and run to a nearby house, I walked over and swung one of my legs over it.

   A searing pain went through me, I swung my leg back over and gripped where I felt pain. Looking back up to the fence, I saw currents of blue electricity. The dammed thing was lined with shock wire.

   I looked down at my watch, 7:57

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