𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 ✓

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕀𝕀

AT TWELVE in the afternoon, the group were standing in front of Cozy Corner, which was owned by Mal's mother. They slowly trailed behind each other and sat down on a table by the window, that had a view of the street. 

"Welcome! Would you like anything to order?" A boy with blonde hair and grey eyes said cheerfully, walking to their table.

"Thanks Adam, but they're here to see me." Mal replied, sitting down next to Saoirse. The pair gave each other a side hug.

"Hi guys! Nice to see you again." She greeted, mainly to Finn. Oakes bit his lips in embarrassment.

"Nice to see you too! Are you ready to do this?"

"Yeah, I hope I'll be good help though."

The group then started to talk about their past experiences, mainly why they thought that they were cursed. No- why they were sure that they were cursed.

"I woke up one day and saw that my room was completely messed up.  As you know, I live alone, so I thought that someone might have broke in while I'm sleeping. But there were no signs of breaking in at all. The front door was okay, the back door was okay- everything was okay. Also I'm not usually a sleepwalker or anything, so.." Saoirse explained. Mal nodded and wrote as fast as she could into her notebook.

"I always feel like somebody's watching me, all the time, even when I'm taking a shower or- you know what I mean.. I feel like stuff move around, and thought that it was just me because I was the only one who noticed it, but then I was talking to Finn and.." Pilot added.

"It wasn't just you. Sometimes my brother Nick would get mad at me because he thought I would move stuff for no reason. I put my phone here and poof- it's there, in a whole other room, in a place where I couldn't have put it in."

"I hear creepy music at night, when I'm trying to," Oakes said quickly. Mal glanced at him in confusion, writing his sentence down in the notebook.

"Oh my God, me too!" Timothee agreed with a bright expression.

"What kind of music?" 

"Piano music!" They both answered at the same time. Mal, again, wrote the answer in her notebook.

"What kind of piano music?" The brunette girl asked again.

"Depressing."

"Old."

"Guys, you have to be more specific." Mal sighed in exasperation, rolling her eyes.

"It sound like- an old song. I don't know how to explain it, but in the middle of the night it seems like I'm cursed, and I get so scared. I go, in the middle of the night, to ask my sister if she hears it too or not, but she doesn't. I feel like someone's watching me, especially when that creepy music is playing,"

"I also remember some times when I wake up and not remember how I got back to my room, or what happened the day before." Oakes continued.

Mal stared at her ex boyfriend in shock. He seemed so scared to even mentioning it, which made her think that he was hiding something. She glanced into his blue eyes again, and he nervously looked away.

Yup. He's definitely hiding something.

"When did it all start? When did all these things started happening to you all?" She asked, scribbling something down another blank paper.

"When we were called to film The Night Stalker."

____________________

I wonder where this is going.