That river in Egypt
Suddenly, Rennala woke up to find herself in her bed at home.
"What a weird dream"
She sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes. Her mind was foggy, but she thought it strange to dream about a new years eve party when it was the middle of August. Through her blurry vision, she was met with a horrifying sight.
"It can't be..."
She opened her eyes wider to get a better look. Lo and behold, there was a fedora hung on her bedroom doorhandle. DUN DUN DUNNNNN! Oh the horror!
Where did it come from? Was this a sign from the Hatman? Was it a warning? Was the dream actually real? Did the Hatman come into the real world? Was the Hatman real? Was SHE the Hatman? Could the Hatman ever be a Hatwoman? Who knows! I'm ending the story there so that I don't have to come up with the answers to those totally valid quiestions. Oh what a cliffhanger... The end!
"What a weird dream"
She sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes. Her mind was foggy, but she thought it strange to dream about a new years eve party when it was the middle of August. Through her blurry vision, she was met with a horrifying sight.
"It can't be..."
She opened her eyes wider to get a better look. Lo and behold, there was a fedora hung on her bedroom doorhandle. DUN DUN DUNNNNN! Oh the horror!
Where did it come from? Was this a sign from the Hatman? Was it a warning? Was the dream actually real? Did the Hatman come into the real world? Was the Hatman real? Was SHE the Hatman? Could the Hatman ever be a Hatwoman? Who knows! I'm ending the story there so that I don't have to come up with the answers to those totally valid quiestions. Oh what a cliffhanger... The end!
