Snippet #2154969

The bathroom door opened, allowing a light to cascade into the dark room, illuminating it directly in front of the door and just slightly into the shadows. “Hello?” A voice called, “Anybody there?”

Clare glanced back, her eyes locking onto a silhouetted form in the doorway, obviously belonging to one of the people in the hall. She couldn’t tell any features of the person right away, but she could tell they were peering into the room in an attempt to locate her. The girl quickly shifted into a translucent form that more or less hid her, but not entirely. She knew she was still able to be seen, so she curled up as much as she possibly could in the corner with her face pressed into the wall, simply hoping she wouldn’t be seen.

A low growl suddenly appeared behind her, and Clare was all too familiar with it from the previous encounter. The girl got up and bolted out of the room, phasing through whatever got in her way and into the group of scattered people who too were running from the ghost.

“We’ll meet outside in ten!” someone had said. Clare decided that she was no longer safe, so she turned abruptly and sped up a flight of stairs, to the next floor.