#2 High School Rivals (FNAF) [COMPLETED]

Chapter Twenty-Seven - The Spirit

A/N: My phone's dead... again, so I'm gonna update with my computer -3-

Everyone apart from Damon was staring at her in shock, Damon was smirking happily.

"But, Lorna-" Luke started until Lorna cut him off.

"SHUT UP!!!" She yelled furiously.

The drastic change in the tone of her voice startled everyone. Normally she was loud, but she wasn't ever known to have a temper.

Lorna furiously walked towards Luke and glared at him while yelling.

"You thought I wouldn't know? You thought I'd never find out? You fucking bastard! How could you!"

Luke stared at Lorna, he was too shocked to defend himself. The others just stared, watching the events unravel.

"You killed them! You fucking killed them! They loved you! They did everything for you, and you killed them!"

"Lorna-" Damon started but was abruptly cut off as Lorna pointed a finger to him.

"You're no better than him! Both of you are as bad as each other! Both of you murdered people who trusted you, who cared for you!"

Lorna was seeing something the rest couldn't see. Behind her was the spirit of Sylvia. She stood there, quietly murmuring words under her breath to Lorna. Telling her what she needed to know, not everything, only what she needed to know right at this moment.

"Lorna-"

"Lassie, calm down-"

"S-Stop shouting-"

The others yelled or whispered until Chica couldn't take it anymore and ran out the room. Foxy looked desperately at the others and then followed Chica.

Lorna was raging furiously to the point where she had grabbed a chair and was about to throw it at them until Sylvia put a hand on her shoulder. Calming down slightly, but still furious, Lorna extended a trembling finger towards the two.

"Get out," She whispered quietly but firmly.

Deciding that they had done enough to avagrate her, they walked towards the door. Damon was giving Lorna looks of concern while Luke just kept on walking.

Once they had both left, or so she thought, she turned around to face Sylvia's spirit who was looking at her sadly.

"Now you know, try not to get caught in his trap," Sylvia whispered, her words bouncing off the walls.

"Wait a minute, if you're a spirit, where are the others that also got killed?" Lorna asked, still angry at both Luke and Damon.

Sylvia gave Lorna a small smile.

"You see, the others that got killed by Damon got stuffed, I didn't. Therefore my spirit wandered aimlessly as it didn't have a suit to possess. However, there is one thing I ask of you."

Lorna still slightly confused at this new concept involving suits, shook it off and replied,"What is it?"

"That you go and retrieve my body, wedged under a floorboard."