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I jolt upwards, my eyes flying open as my breathes are uneven. I can't think straight as I look out in front of me. My mind rolls with a million different questions to what the hell I just dreamed about till I curl up my hands into fist feeling something weird. Hesitantly I glance down to my one hand and see a red substance. My eyes grow wide and I shake my head, feeling my lips separate as I quickly slide out of the bed and back up away from it. There was no blood on the bed only on my hand but there wasn't a lot. But I don't think it's my blood unless- Quickly I lift up my left arm sleeve and look at the marks from earlier or yesterday. Hell I don't even know what time it is. But the mark looked like it did from when I last looked at it.
A low sigh escapes me as I drop my arm and quickly walk to the dresser. Swiftly I grab a towel in there and wipe the blood off of my hand before tossing it down and hearing something. I stop everything I'm doing, glancing over to my left. A noise of something being hit perks up my ears again and I look around my room. It didn't sound like someone at the door rather someone in the room. I turn slowly and close the drawer, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip as my eyes glance around the room. The noise appears again but more faint causing my heart to race as I look to the floor. Another barely audible hit appears and I quickly walk a few steps before getting down low to the ground beginning to figure out how to open the floor or even where. But when I can't figure it out I look around the room swiftly before seeing my knife. My eyes widen and a lightbulb goes off in my head like I've just hit the jackpot.
I get to my feet and rush over to my knife on top of the dresser and grab a hold of it before turning back and going to the ground. As I get to the ground I hear several knocks at the door causing me to stop what I'm doing and glance to the door, but it doesn't open. Several rapid knocks appear causing me to flinch each time.
"Y/N why's your door locked?" Murphy's voice rings through the door and I shake my head. I never locked the door, nor would I. I didn't know it locked from the inside. "Y/N?"
"I-" It's all I can say staring at the door tilting my head to the side while gripping the knife in my hand tighter than I was.
"Y/N? Hello? Is everything alright in there? Is Raven in there?" Murphy begins asking but when I hear him ask about Raven panic strikes through me. My eyes go wide and I pull my head around and to the ground. Quickly I use the knife and ply up the floor. Once I got it open I toss the knife away from me and pull up the flooring putting it to the side of me then looking to the hole I know have in my room. But when I look back my eyes grow wide when I spot an almost unconscious Raven. Tape covered her mouth and her hands were tied together. Instantly I panic when I catch sight of blood coming down the side of her head, I reach inside ignoring the fact I hear Murphy messing with the door. As I grab a hold of Raven I gently pull her out, keeping her close to me as the door flies open. I glance to Murphy and see his eyes go wide before he turns and shuts the door. I tear my eyes from him and back to Raven setting her down on the floor out of the hall. I get up on my knees and carefully reach to her face grabbing an edge of the piece of tape and slowly begin pulling it off of her lips.
