Potal

“Anthone , hurry up! For Pete’s sake,please don’t make a noise! And hurry up!Mdm Lim is going to catch us if you don’t hurry!” Brandon yelled.

I climbed over the gate but stopped. A flinch of pain flickered in my leg like a malfunctioning light.

“Anthone, hurry up!” Brandon whispered as sounds of footsteps could be heard from the school building not far from our location.

“My leg…it’s stuck!” I whisper-yelled.

Brandon pulled my leg, which made it hurt more. I was sure I was going to limp after getting un-stuck from this stupid useless gate. If I don’t start limping, I’m gonna be good and never escape school again and start being thankful to God.

“Yes,” Brandon smiled as my leg popped out from the gate. I wasn’t limping, surprisingly and was starting to think about my promises(never escaping school to go to some place and start being thankful to God etc.).

We were sure to be in trouble for pretending to have constipation while actually escaping this useless learning school. What benefit does school have on us anyway?

“Hurry,Anthone!” Brandon yelled.

“You’re getting people’s attention!” I whispered.

After catching up with Brandon, we both headed to the haunted house that we both wanted to go.

“Is this it..?” Brandon frowned, trying to hide the fear in his voice. The fear was like a thin glass that would break any moment if you touched it.

I nodded reluctantly and with a cream of wood in every step I took, I took off into the haunted house.

Skeletons were to be seen in every corner of the room. “Seems more eerie than I expected,” I said aloud, turning to Brandon. But he was gone, as if he had the power to disappear when he was scared. I sighed.

”Looks like I’ll tell you about it tomorrow,” I smiled.

I walked past the first room and ended up in the second.

It was like a maze and I felt as if someone-was behind me.

Suddenly, all of the lights turned off-which didn’t really matter coz the lights didn’t really shine any light anyway.

Then, everything blacked out.

I found myself on a hospital bed with a syringe and some surgical gloves.

I looked in the mirror. My figure was black and I only had one eye.

“No,” I breathed.

I remembered the news report on three missing people. Now I was added to their collections I know this wasn’t the end and I would meet more people on the way.

“Kill,” a voice boomed in my head.

“Scare,” The voice said again.

And from that voice, I knew I wasn’t the one in control of my body anymore- it was someone else.

Note: hey guys :) ! How’s it going? I hope you like this story I written. The number of words are below average coz I’m basically on holiday and I had barely enough time to write. I hope you like this chapter! Thanks for reading!

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