Chapter 30

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"Brynn?", my pals were worried about me. I rubbed my eyes and kept staring in the same direction. That's odd... No one was there. I pointed a shaky finger at where I thought I had saw Samantha. Danny and Nat glanced over there shoulders to see no one there. The glanced back at me and shook their heads in disgrace.

"C'mon, lets get you some new lunch.", Danny tugged at my arm. I let go and felt my face burning.

"Brynn?", their voices began to fade and everything was turning white.

More voices appeared and began to fade.

"Catch her before she falls!"

"Get her some water, now!"

"Someone call Simon!"

"Can I have her lunch?"

"No! Take her to the nursery!"

I collapse and feel two hands grab me by the arms.

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"Hello? Are you awake?"

I blinked my eyes a few times. "Wha-?" A strong pain shot to my head. I groaned loudly.

"Oww my head!", a lady standing next to me handed my an icepack. I quickly planted it on my head. I looked around. There was beds, thermometers, a tray filled with lots of sharp needles, icepacks, cast souvenirs (gross), and these bags filled with water.

"Your at the nursery, Ms.Lee.", the lady appointed something to her clipboard. Its been a while since I heard my last name.

"What happened to me?"

"You somehow had a little heat stroke, but you'll be fine. A group of kids brought you here. Theres this one kid who wanted to speak with you. I'll leave you two alone."

Nurses really do understand privacies. When I saw who wanted to talk to me, I REALLY didn't want to be left alone.

This time, I wasn't dreaming and I wasn't seeing things. It was actually her. Samantha was standing at the door, locking it with a key and then placing it down her bra. Sick..

She was in ripped up uniform and wore no shoes, revealing her ugly toes. Her hair was no longer flawless and was chopped into never ending layers. One of her eyes had mystically turned gray and was looking the opposite direction. Hiding in back of her, she took out a bloody knife.

"Missed me?"

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