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    Fear – (Chapter: Nyctophobia)

    She scurried to her feet, fumbling with the flashlight.

    “Run run run Spencer spencer spencer. Run run run Spencer spencer spencer.”

     She flashed it all around trying to find the source of the voice. Her breathing and heart rate had shot up exponentially.

    “Run run run Spencer spencer spencer. Run run run Spencer spencer spencer.”

    “LEAVE ME ALONE!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, still shining the light around her.

    “Run run run Spencer spencer spencer. Run run run Spencer spencer spencer.”

    “NO! STOP! LEAVE ME ALONE!”

    Her voice was hoarse and her breathing was ragged when everything suddenly went silent. The light came to a halt. The face, the grinning, pasty, dead grey eyed face was mere inches from hers.

    “Run run run.” He echoed.

    “AHHHHHH!” her high pitched shriek pierced through the unwavering stillness of the basement.

    She took off, sprinting at full speed looking back to see that face just keep grinning at her. She turned back around only to trip over the wrench she’d originally been looking for. She tumbled into the large stack of boxes and was splayed on her back trying to catch her breath.

    The boxes were swaying back and forth and were about to fall on top of Spencer. She was stuck again; paralyzed with terror. Her cerulean blue eyes quickly filled with tears.

    “ROLL!”

    Her head shot to the right and she saw the face again. It wasn’t grinning this time. He wasn’t grinning this time. He actually had worry there.

    The boxes began to fall, headed straight for the blonde about to crush her to death.

    “ROLL SPENCER!”

    The boxes toppled down; the sound of glass breaking, metal objects clattering, and cardboard crumpling was all that could be heard.

    “Those boxes were supposed to be empty.”

    Spencer stared in disbelief at the heap of mangled cardboard and other objects protruding from the now broken through sides in front of her. Had she not found it, whatever it was, in her to roll out of the way at the very last second she was sure to have been dead the moment of impact.

    “Nothing is as it’s supposed to be in this school. I was sure you’d already realized that. Are you ok?”

    It was odd, just a few minutes before this boy was scaring the living daylights out of her and now he was acting like a concerned boyfriend or something.

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    1. i’m really glad you decided to update again..i actually missed this story, its so different than all the others, im sorry oyu lost interest in it though, but im excited to see how thigns turn out :)

    2. i’m really glad you decided to update again..i actually missed this story, its so different than all the others, im sorry oyu lost interest in it though, but im excited to see how thigns turn out :)

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