"I'm loosing my patience." It says.
"Next two people will die."
Miranda starts to cry even more.
"Oh Jackson and Carl..." He writes with a winky face.
They both gulp.
"You live next door to each other, right?"
Then Jackson leaves the computer with a blank expression.
In the next five minutes or so he finds him self in Carl's room.
"Hi Carl." He says grabbing his head.
"Stay still." He says, looking hypnotised.
"Okay." He says blankly too.
He bangs his head against the wall over and over again until all that is left is a red wall.
"Now it's your turn Jackson."
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RandomPlease do not read this as I wrote it ages ago when I didn't even realise how many people would read it.
