he could be the one

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present

we had been in that dark room for what had felt like an eternity. i have alex sobbing to my left, luke rocking backwards and forwards to my right whilst i'm trying to make sure my brother is okay. in a quick second it felt like the floor beneath us opened and it was like we were about to fall to our death...again. we landed on a wooded floor and i was lying across luke, we both made eye contact as we got up quickly so the other two wouldn't see. we let out little groans as we eventually got ourselves upright.

"how did we get back here?" luke asked.

"i...i don't know but i think that fall has killed me" i stammered as reggie properly helped me to stand on my feet. 

we all then locked eyes with a young girl, who stared at us in shock.

she screamed 

then we screamed

then she screamed 

then we screamed

you get the idea...

us four all grabbed onto each other as this weird screaming match continued an then the girl ran out of the room, leaving us there.

"what? are we alive? are we dead? why are we here?" alex asked.

"i don't know, but i've missed this place." reggie shrugged.

"me too" i replied as reggie came up and gave me a side hug. 

we looked round the stuido trying to soak up what happened, we were all so confused. now i know what it's like in alex's head. 

the girl had entered back into the studio and she held a decorated cross in front of her. "are you still here?" she asked, "whatever you are". 

she continued to wander round the room. "i know i saw something, i'm not crazy" she sighed as we poofed behind her.

"we're all a little crazy" luke said with a grin as the girl turned to face us. as she faced us she started screaming and held the cross to us.

"oh my god, please stop screaming." alex begged.

"i think i'm going to go death" i shouted. 

"w-who are you? and what are you doing in my mom's studio?" she asked as we gave her a look of confusion. 

"your mom's studio? this is our studio." luke started to explain as the girl kept pointing the cross to him. "trust me, the grand piano is new a-and my couch!" he exclaimed as he flopped his body onto the couch. 

he turned to face the wall behind him and a look of concern drew over his face, "but that is definitely not my six string." he looked around the room, up at the ceiling, down on the floor, everywhere. 

"can you just give me a second, can you just give me a second" he stated as he pulled us in for a 'group talk'

"guys, what is going on?" he asked "how did she get her stuff in here so fast?"

"maybe, maybe she's a witch. there's chairs floating on the ceiling" reggie interrupted.

"okay there's no such thing as witches." alex replied.

"you sure? i used to think there was no such thing as ghosts." reggie's voice now began to become high pitched.

"that's fair" alex sighed as he placed his hands in his pockets.

"for once, i think reggie is right" i sighed. 

"so we are going with witch?" luke joined in.

"no! we're not going with witch. shes' not a witch. okay look, shes's just scared. let someone with a softer touch" he said as he pointed to himself, "handle this"