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I walk up to a massive wood house that looks like something from a horror movie. I just received a late text from Sky, my best friend. She sent me the address of a creepy old house down on her street. I step up onto the large wood porch, and scrape some mud off my shoes. I flip my hair behind me, then walk into the old house. I hear screaming.

I begin to run around the house, trying to find the source. I come to a large room, and a look of horror spreads across my face.

I see a guy, Sky and Me's age, laying down tending to a wounded body. I see Sky, the same look of horror as I have on my face on hers. I see another boy, standing next to her, along with another girl. I then recognize them, from school. I hear the door slam.

And a feeling stings me that I can no longer leave.