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You're not gonna die.
Please, JJ. I don't wanna go! I'm not ready!
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THE COUPLE SAT AT one of the Snowball tables. Listening to the music in the background as they anxiously tapped their fingers against the table in sync.
A ballon popping made the girls jump up and walk away from the table they were sitting at. They then turned around to see what the sound had been. It was the ballon on the opposite table popping, blood splattered across the table.
Another pop made them spin around, another ballon bursting out blood. The. more pops.
The balloons on the floor popped. One after the other, every single one having blood burst out of it.
The music that had been playing the night of the dance had stopped, the record changing into a different song.
"Dream a little dream of me"
Jayden's heart beat quickened. Her hand being squeezed by Max, nether on of them realizing they had connected their hands. They watched as the big Snowball poster turned into a brown color, looking as if it was molding.
The mold spread to the streamers, some falling or ripping in half, it spread around the whole room, the flowers on the table wilting, the lights dimming and darkening. Then particles fell from the sky, just like the ones from the tunnels back when the party first met Max.
A dark thunder went off making the girls jump, a flash of red in their peripheral vision. They looked out of the windows that were at the top of the gym walls, the thunder striking again, a flash of red going through the sky.
Vecna had corrupted their own memory.
Max pulled away from Jayden's hand, walking over to the table that was closest to the entrance of the gym, "Come help me." she called to Jayden. Jayden ran over, moving the table across the gym floor making a tiny squeaking sound.
