Chapter 5: Sam

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Living room - 3:30 pm 

I am laying on the couch with a ice pack on my chest. I am going to make them pay. I look over at the wall and look at the calendar. Nov 8th it says. Along with Monday on the bottom and the year 2027. I hear the front door open then I see Nex who looks like he just got out of bed. He plops over next to me like me when I come back from cross country. Half dead. 

"What happened to you?" I ask. 

"Nightmares. You?" 

"Beat up by bullies." 

"Usual." We both say and smile. Mom walks over and smiles. 

"You boys sound like me and my brother." 

"Uncle Brayden?" I ask. 

"Yep." She walks away. It's nice that I have getting more attention lately. Not always in the shadows. 

"Samuel?" 

"Why are you calling me but my full name? Is there-" 

"Yeah. To my room in half and hour. Or when you are in less pain." He walks away. 

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Nex's room - 3:41 pm 

I sit in Nex's desk chair and wait. He comes up and shuts the door. Locking it behind him then he sits next to me. Awkward pause for the next five or so minutes. 

"So Nex? What is-" 

"We have a lot to talk about!" 

"They why did-" 

"Shut up and listen. You know that guy we saw in the woods?" 

"You mean-" 

"Yes. Sorry I was ignore you. It's just a hard subject to talk about." He leans in very close to me and whispers, "Especially with his victims always watching" He goes back to him normal position. 

"So now your telling my spirits are watching use?" 

"Along with the other creepypasta's." 

"Just when I think you couldn't get any weirder." 

"You know they are real like SCP's. For example, Siren Head, Shy Guy, D-Class-"

"They point Nex?" 

"Right. This summer I have to go on a long trip-" 

"CAN I COME?!" 

"Shhh!!! And no." 

"But-" 

"No. I already got you in enough trouble. Can't risk you becoming like me." 

"A warlock?"

"I was be sarcastic about that. And I just need you to cover me-" 

"Why don't you use one of your spells." 

"I don't have a spell for hypnotizing people. Or making them forget about me. I just need you to come up with a good excuse-" 

"Not unless I get to come-" 

"No! I am not putting you in danger. End of discussion." He gets up, unlocks the door, and opens it. I open my mouth to say something but his gives me a warning look. I look down and get up then walk out. 

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