I still kept trying to remember but nothing came to me, but then I forgot about my back. I was sure I got shot in the back so I pulled up my shirt and felt for a wound or something but there was nothing. I suddenly had a thought but I didn t think it was true. I thought that I was...dead. It was stupid to think that but I started retracing my steps, and since no one could see me I don t think that anyone would mind me looking around the club when it s closed. When I got to the club I went around back to where I remembered Jessie getting hurt by that creep. I suddenly had a flashback or some kind of vision about what happened. That man was holding Jessie, I couldn t see his face very well, he was hidden by Jessie s hair and she was also very tall and he was short. But then he turned Jessie around so they were face to face, I seen the man s face, he was bald with a strange tattoo on the back of his head, he turned at the right time and the tattoo was a really scary clown face. I hate clowns, he turned again; Jessie tried to punch him but failed. He held her face by his tattooed hand, he had tattoos everywhere and they were all scary pictures or words. He was wearing a tight, black singlet and black jeans with black biker boots. He hit Jessie again and whispered something in her ear; I heard part of it, which was only a couple of words. Gun...kill...her...tonight. I didn t know what that meant but when I saw myself come out of the club and ran over to help Jessie, she yelled at me to run away and I did, I remember this now, I was shot, but it wasn t by the creepy man it was Jessie who shot me. Jessie who s been my best friend since 5th

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