Recall

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8:15 PM
"what are you doing in this car, do you even know how to drive?" he debriefed. "leave me alone, I'm just going for a drive" I bellowed. he walks around the car and admires its beauty. when he got to the front of the car, I revved the engine which startled him. I laughed uncontrollably and he got angry at me. after a couple of seconds, he laughs along with me and walks over to the passenger side of the vehicle. I put the cabriolet roof back on top just in time. "you're not coming with me." I made clear  "steal your own car, bitch." he lifts his hand in humiliation while I drive off. I decided to go back to my house to see what is going on. while I was driving I connected my phone and blasted my favorite song as loud as possible — who's going to tell me not to? I arrived back at home, I turned the volume down and turned the engine off. I see two silhouettes of people inside of my house. maybe it's dixie and Noah doing the nasty (oh I forgot Noah is— well I don't exactly know what happened to him)— or Heidi and Marc, but who cares, there are some strangers are in my house. I received a message from Avery on Snapchat:
Y/N THE DAMELIOS LEFT MY HOUSE YASS SLAYYY 😍😍
when I read that message I felt chills run down my spine
WAIT REALLY OMFG
I replied
YASS AFTER A COUPLE OF HOURS THEY WERE GONE AND THEY SAID THEY WERE MOVING BACK TO CONNECTICUT BECAUSE MY HOUSE IS RAGGEDY
Avery said.
MY HOUSE IS RAGGEDY TOO
I *some other word that replaces replied to make me seem fancy and articulate*
I BELIEVE IN YOU SLUT 😍
Avery *sort of* shouted
YASSS
I ended the conversation there and decided to go back into my house; the one that belongs to me. in my backpack, I have the spare house keys that my parents gave me in case of an emergency, and I'd think it'd be pretty safe to assume that this is an emergency. I open the door as slowly and quietly as possible and peek into the house, prepared for what I might see. the whole house is a complete mess. the couches are in the middle of the room and tumble over instead of upright and against the wall, the coffee table is (for some reason) stuck to the ceiling, the chairs are clinging on to the wall and one of them broke a window. as I start walking deeper into the house cautiously, watching my step to avoid shattered glass I say, "what did they do here..". I hear a loud chime coming from my family room, I run into there and peek into the room as if my presence isn't clear enough. it's the same blue glare that took Dixie's phone and Noah Beck. I tiptoe towards it while staring at its beautiful yet very odd anomalies. when I get close enough, I stop and look around it. "what are you?" I asked. it repeats its chime, only this time it sounds lower. after a couple of seconds, I wave my hand around it, like I'm performing a seance, but just when I start to get comfortable, the blue light strikes me. I hold my arm, hoping it would make the pain more bearable, but it only made it worse. I sprint out of the house as quickly as I possibly can, without closing the doors. I jump into "my" car and get it started, thankfully this car is push-to-start so I only have to use one arm. when I get the engine started, I drive back to Walmart, with only one hand on the steering wheel because the other feels paralyzed. I look down at my arm, there I a glowing blue strike all along my veins. I do not understand what is happening, so I do not touch it. as I looked over the horizon, I saw another car incoming. I couldn't believe my eyes, but I had no time; I needed to treat my arm. I walk out of the car and pace to the front entrance of the Walmart. I bang as if I'm trying to break through the glass with my only working arm. the blue strike thickens and starts to dye my skin, growing wider and wider out of the veins. the blue (i am now going to refer to it as) stain starts to slowly tread up my collarbone and the paralyzing pain starts to kick in shortly after. Anna sees me by the door and rushes in to open it. she leads me in and looks at my blue arm. "what happened to you??" she asked. "I tried to bake a pie," I said sarcastically. "come on, be serious." she worried. "I don't what happened either," I said as I dropped on my knees. she leaves and calls for help from the circle. "what do you think you're doing?" I silently scolded. she ignores me and continues to search for the members. the stain starts to go down to my torso. the pain is unbearable and I let out a silent scream before I start groaning and struggle to move at all. I can't take the pain anymore, my eyes start getting foggy, my heart starts to beat insanely fast, and I hyperventilate. as soon as I start to pass out, the crossbow dude comes back and starts running towards me, I feel vibrations, but I can't hear a sound. I am finally knocked out.

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