Creepypasta - PhoenixFlick flick, fssh. The sound of a lighter being used broke the serene silence of the cold night. Catava glanced behind her, frowning as the scent of cigarette smoke caught up to her. She sighed, thoughts returning to her own problems. There was no way she was going to be able to pay her share of the rent this month. Even if her roommate had enough to cover her, which she doubted, this would be the third month she had come up short on cash. "Sam is going to kill me..." she muttered, dreading the shouting match she knew was going to start as soon as the other girl found out. Turning on to her street Cat pulled out her house keys and checked her phone to see what time it was. 7:30pm, there was no way Sam was going to be asleep. Sighing she unlocked the door and stepped inside. She closed it behind her quietly, hoping Sam wouldn’t hear the sound of the lock. "Cat?" she froze, then steeled herself to face her usually grouchy roommate. "Yeah it’s me." she took off her coat, glove
Majority ruleA whisper of thought,A hint of reflection,Rarely seen here.Question asked,Silently greeted,Then killed without response.Authority is the majority,The ones who never question.The one who dared ask,Crushed under authority,Killed then lost,In the majority.