There was always an urban legend floating around in the parts of the city I live in. A myth about a beautiful woman wearing a dress tainted with red dancing with a corpse in the middle of the night. It was a story used by parents to scare their misbehaving children, nothing more than that, or so I thought.
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It was late at night, I was at the bar drinking alone, depressed because of recent life struggles. Suddenly a woman walks towards me, a truly gorgeous woman with a flirtatious smile that will make a man stop breathing for a second, silky hair that should only exist within shampoo commercials and slender long limbs. However, what sticks out the most about her is her dress, a pure white dress with not a single stain on it. She sat down next to me and we started chatting. She told me about her life, about how she just separated from her lover recently, how she was once a dance champion and she always enjoyed a dance with her lover.
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Later that night, hyped up with the conversation we decided to take the conversation to her place. "I quite like you." She said while walking into a small alleyway. "will you please taint with your colour?" With an ominous smile she continued. Feeling a small gulp going down my throat I nodded, excited for what will happen next. Suddenly I feel a sudden pain in my stomach, in front of me the women's dress is tainted red with blood. "I love you darling" with that ominous smile she mutters those words and those are the last words I heard before my consciousness slips into darkness.
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Tonight the woman who wears a dress tainted with red continues dancing, with both her knife and a fresh corpse in hand.
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