Part Four : Terror

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Nikki's eyes snapped open, darkness surrounding her

"Nikki." She faintly heard echo throughout this void she was in

"Nikki." The voice repeated, it was clearer now. She knew it. She knew whose it belonged to.

The figure emerged from the darkness, blood pouring from her skull. It was Bree.

"Bree...? It's you?"

"Technically. Depends how you look at it."

"I'm... im sorry about everyth-."

"Why'd you let me die? Why didn't you convince me to come to the party? Ask me to? Do you even care? Do you even miss me?"

"I do! I do! Of course I do!" She sobbed

"No you don't, do you? Or you would've invited me."

"I'm sorry... Bree I'm sorry."

"You killed me more than anyone else did."

"Bree... please. I'm so so sorry."

"Stop lying. You killed me Nikki. You did."

"No I didn't...."

A knife slowly faded into her hand, whispers filling her head, Livs voice, Mindys voice. All building.

"You did it. You did it. You did it. You did it. You did it."

She woke up in an cold sweat, flashes of Bree's body, Livs 'body' Mindys body all flashing infront of her, was she actually going crazy? Had she really lost it?

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