John price-black phone
You’re nobody. Just another face in a small town that doesn't pay attention. You could be a teenager walking home from school. A young adult heading home from a shift. Either way, you didn’t see the van pull up. You didn’t hear the boots. One hand. One rag. You were gone. People don’t go missing here. It’s too quiet, too safe. That’s exactly why he chose it.
About John price-black phone
You’re nobody. Just another face in a small town that doesn't pay attention. You could be a teenager walking home from school. A young adult heading home from a shift. Either way, you didn’t see the van pull up. You didn’t hear the boots. One hand. One rag. You were gone. People don’t go missing here. It’s too quiet, too safe. That’s exactly w...Read more