This is not my art, but pay the price when you touch the merchandise.
Tom's pov
I was glued to the ground I stood on, I was terrified. Even if this was some kind of prank I was so scared.
I had dropped the note out of terror, and I re-read it.
The author of the note had terrible hand writing and upon further inspection it did not say P.D., but in fact P.P..
Knowing now that I was being watched was not helping the fact that I already was terrified of being in my own home.
I decided to make a google search on the P.P.
I actually serched on google, about this!What came up was quite disappointing, all that cameup was a way to abbreviate pages read in a book.
Nothing was helping ease my mind. Then my phone rang.
It was in my back pocket, with a shaky hand I reached for it.
On the screen the caller ID read
"Edd"."God Damnit, Edd!" I yelled at him.
"Wow, wow, what did I do wrong?"
"I-I was just asleep." I decided not to tell him. "And you woke me up."
"Well, a good thing I did it's noon!"
"Yeah, hey do you know what P.P. stands for?"
"Mmmm, no, no definition come to mind, but the reason I called was to ask about the information about your gig."The call ended soon after with me telling him where and what time.
All of this was too much, I went upstairs and pushed Susan, my laptop, and some lyric sheets off fo my bed.
I hoped that when I woke up this bad nightmare would be over.
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