"Amber! Wake up!" Theresa shakes me awake.
"Whaaaaat?" I say sleepilly.
"There's people sneaking around outside. I think they're robbers." This gets me awake. Eldonist found me!
"Hide me. They aren't robbers. They want me. I was never here." I look around for a place to hide. Theresa smiles.
"I have just the place." She scoots the cot away.
"You want me to hide below the bed?" I ask suspiciously.
"No! Of course not. Walk over there." Theresa gestures to where the cot used to be. This is weird.
I take a couple steps in that direction.
"Go on." She tells me. I take a few more steps. "One more..." I lift my foot and put it down, but it never hits the ground. I find myself falling down a slide thing.
"Hheeeeeeeeel-"
"Shush!" Theresa yells at me from above. "Keep quiet!" I hit the end of the slide and look up. There's darkness. What was that? A pitfall? Trapdoor? Holographic floor? Do I even want to know?
I hear footsteps above me. Surprisingly, I can make out what voices are saying.
"Who are you?" a sharp voice asks.
"I'm... I'm Ther-"
"Nice to meet you, Tur. We are from a company back in Wellington, and there was a kid who stole something of ours. She ran this way- has there been a teenager run through here lately?" The sharp voice asks. Wellington- where have I heard of that before?
"No, I haven't." Theresa says.
"Are you sure?" Sharp voice asks sharply.
There's some footsteps upstairs. "Hey! What are you doing?" Theresa asks. Sharp doesn't answer. "Don't you need a search warrent?"
"Shut up! I can do what I want to do!" Sharp snaps. There's some heavy thuds upstairs, then I hear a scream. Theresa's scream. I shudder and huddle in a corner next to the slide thingy. This can't be good.
"I can do what I want to do!" Sharp yells.
"Please don't..." Theresa sobs.
"Too bad." Then I hear Theresa scream again. I close my eyes and breathe deep. Theresa shrieks a bloodcurtling scream that pierces my bones.
"Told ya so." Sharp says smugly. What did Sharp just do?
I hear some footsteps upstairs again. I think Sharp is searching the house because I hear closets open, cabinets flung around, and then, finally, a bed scooting away. Oh no. Don't walk onto the right floor tile...
Footsteps. Cursing. Loud footsteps. Then a door opening.
"Who are you?" Sharp spits. Who is it?
I hear nothing for a second. "Well?" Sharp asks again, irritated. I hear mumbling- it's not Sharp's voice, though.
"Yeah, so what? She was asking for it. Who are you?" Sharp says again. More mumbling. "What ya gonna do? Kill me?" Louder mumbling. Then a giant thud. Sharp's haunting scream. Then nothing.
My eyes widen. Did Mumbler just kill Sharp who might've just killed Theresa? Why does my life have to be so violent?
I hear Mumbler moving around upstairs, probably searching for me. I'm a lot more scared of Mumbler than I am of Sharp. Wait a second- Mumbler killed Sharp (probably). Then who is working for Eldonist? Both? Not likely.
A shiver runs through my body. What if there's two orginazations out there trying to get Kat or Summer? What if they're trying to get me? No, I'm worthless in the mind of my mom. I'm probably worthless in the mind of everyone else, too.
Wait. My mom's mind. I left her diary upstairs. Did Sharp see it? Did Mumbler see it? Oh, no... This isn't good.
I hear Mumbler moving around again. Click! Light floods into my little dungeon. I gasp and scurry to the shadows. Mumbler stepped on the right floor tile! Mumbler is coming down to me! Mumbler will kill me!
I close my eyes as I hear a thumping sound come down the slide thing. A bump when Mumbler hits thr bottom. Then nothing. Absolutly nothing. Why hasn't Mumbler killed me yet?
I'm so scared I'm shaking. My eyes are squeezed shut, so I don't see anything. Still nothing from Mumbler. I decide Mumbler must've passed out from the slide scare.
Shaking, I tenitivly peek through one eye. I see a woman dressed all in black, a ski cap pulled over her forehead, and a scarf wrapped around her chin.
I can only see Mumbler's eyes. Which sparkle.
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@AprilMayJune Yeah it sometimes comes through as that. Unless your secretly Chinese/Japanese/some other race that writes like that... π
@AprilMayJune Yeah well I'm part German, part Scottish, part Irish, and part Bulgarian! Not really Bulgarian but I know how to write in it same with German. See like this ΠΡΠ°Π³ΡΠ΅ That's my name π
@AprilMayJune You should learn! It's like English letters just different words. π Hey can you tag me in your chapters? I always miss one and I have to go search on your page for the last one π So thanks if you do βΊ
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