Chapter 12

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THIS CHAPTER MIGHT BE A LITTLE FREAKY/DISTURBING FOR YOU, SO IF YOURE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT THEN I SUGGEST TO SKIP THIS CHAPTER. BUT EITHER WAY HERE YEW GO(:

(Brunette) Katie's POV

I sat in the corner in the rock circle by myself, drawing swirls on my ripped pants. The chilly wind created goosebumps on my arms which made me cold.

I feel someone touch my shoulder and I instantly turned around to see a man dressed in all black holding an bow and arrow.

I turn around and look at the others and see they have already passed out but (Blonde) Katie hasn't. She's sitting down smiling at her drawing made by the grass.

"KATIE WATCH OUT." I yell to her hoping I was loud enough. The man shoots the small arrow into my shoulder before I could say anything else.

I instantly feel woozy and sick. The trees around me now look like pizza and the ground looks like jello. I shake my head and realize that the arrow is making this happen, I yank it out of my shoulder and stand to my feet.

I stumble back a little but recover quickly, making my way over to man in black.

"Oh no you don't, you're suppose to be with your little friend named 'fear' right now." He chuckles and shoots another arrow into my shoulder.

This time, it goes deeper into my shoulder and instantly I fall onto the ground, closing my heavy eyes that probably aren't going to open for awhile.

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The sky is pitch black and the air is warm, my body sitting on dry grass, leaning up against a tree. Instantly I become confused, because I don't remember being here before.

I grab ahold onto a branch of the tree and pull my self up off of the ground, I take a look around at my surroundings.

A large looking stadium is on my left and a row of cars to my right.

The stadium is music blasting through out the whole place that I can even hear from where I am standing, with lights that I can see moving around crazy. I can also hear screaming and cheering.

The cars to my right are lined up against the road, over 100 of them is the number I'm predicting. It's pretty dark outside so its a bit hard to see around here, but nothing else as for shopping wise is around here. No grocery stores, hospitals, nothing. So all of the people must just be here for whatever was going on in the stadium.

I look down and see that the grass is very dry. I touch it with my finger and grab a piece from the ground. It crunches as I squish it with my fingers.

I drop the little broken pieces and let them fly into the warm breeze. I watch them fly away and then instantly look at my hand. When did I ever paint my nails black?

I feel my hair with my hands and notice that it's in perfect ringlet curls. From what I can see just by looking down, I'm wearing black high waisted shorts with a black crop top. I needed to get to a mirror.

I walk over to one of the cars on the side of the road and look at my reflection from the rearview mirror. My lips are dark and my eyes are full of dark makeup. This type of style is definitely new for me but I kinda like it.

I smile at my reflection and turn back around, making my way towards the stadium. The wind is strangely warm as I walk on the sidewalk in these black tennis shoes. I don't know why but I have the feeling that this isn't right. Wasn't it just winter?

The sidewalk, now ending, leads to the stadium which was now blasting music through out the whole thing even louder. The volume made my heart beat faster making my body feel like it was full of electricity.

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