Tick tock goes a clock...Before a life falls...
What are you doing here Shay Grace. Why did you decide to do this. What made you decide to try and be cool, well I can tell you now it's not a good idea.
"Would you just shut up mind! As if it could get worse!"
Just walk ahead and you will make it to tomorrow morning. What is that light, but what if it's bad, but maybe it could be good. Yeah what good ever comes out of going toward a glowing light in the woods in the middle of the night. Yep let me tell you now that it's normal, but I wouldn't suggest it.
Don't you dare go toward that light Shay, but maybe it won't hurt. That's why we are going. Right? Well let's go then. Shut up conscience I want to tell some of this in a different point of view. Or do I? No. I can keep going like this. So let's open that door shall we? Yes let's.
Knock. Knock. Knock. Whats that? A rocking chair? Who would live out here? No one, so maybe I should leave. Then again I do need proof of coming in here right? Yes I do. Then let's get it.
Where should I go now? Maybe down this hall. Yes. Now we can go in here. Ooh! Moonlight, and it just draws you to it. Maybe this is a bad idea. Horror movie alert! No. Maybe there is something in here to take with me. I wonder how my hand would look under the light. Let's see.
Drip. Drip. Drip. Whats this red stuff? Is it b-b-blood? Oh no! It is, I need to get out of here. Slam! What was that? Let me try the door. It's locked, but I didn't even close it when I came in here! Oh, what do I do. Shay get a hold of yourself! Your fine, everything is fine.
Eeek! What on earth is that? A scratch? No. Another door? I think it is scratching, but on what? Or maybe the question is where at. The closet! The sound is coming from the closet. Would this qualify as a horror movie alert? Probably. What to do. Well I guess I should check. I mean I could always just be hallucinating. Right?
Opening the door. Defiantly opening the door. Creak! W-w-What is that! M-m-monster? Ghost? Figment of imagination? Yeah that's got to be it. Then again if whatever this is is my imagination why does it hurt where it scratched me? I need to leave. Now!
Wait! What about my proof! Quickly Shay grab something small, maybe a brooch or a marble. Ah ha! A hand mirror! Out! Out!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Stupid alarm clock. Wait. Was it a dream? Maybe. Shay just get ready for school. Don't worry about the dream. Wait, if it was a dream why is my arm hurting, and why is the mirror in my hand! Was it really a dream. Look at the mirror Shay, it says something.
Tick Tock Goes A Clock...Before Your Life Falls
What is this? Fog? In my bedroom? What's happening? I d-d-don't feel so well... Crash!
