Prologue

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KATHARINE DIDN'T KNOW what she was getting herself into the morning she went to school on the 24th of April 1999. Being a thirteen year old freshman with devilish people lurking in the shadows is far from a good year in Highschool.

So, when she daringly walked into the girls locker room for sports, she quickly got a sickly feeling in the pit of her stomach. Brushing it off, she reached her locker, opening it to grab her sports wear. "Hey Harbour!" A voice yelled across the room. As Kat turned to the direction of the voice, she was met with a hand to the chest, forcefully knocking her backwards hitting her head on the corner of the lockers. Breathlessly, she sat up, a hot thick liquid streaming down the side of her face. Looking up she was yet again met with hands to her face and legs to her stomach.

Pleading for the girls to stop, she cried out as she felt a kick to the side and stomach, forcefully winding her. Her please falling silent as the girls above her laughed wickedly. Blacking out from a punch to the face, she abruptly woke up to the sound of screaming. Looking around as she stood up, she turned to the girls screaming in the locker room. Not understanding why they yelled, she looked down. She was met with the sight of her bruised and bloodied body, laying on the ground.

With a blood curdling scream, she fell backwards, a trembling hand over her mouth as she back up into a locker. Panicking, she sat frozen, wide eyes staring at her still body on the floor.

"Oh, another one" a voice said softly from behind her.

Shakily turning her head at the voice, she was met with a young boy, he sported a denim jacket and glasses that sat comfortably on his nose bridge. "I'm Charley" he said with a small smile. "W-what happened? Why am I here?" Kat cried, hoping that she was stuck in a nightmare. "You're dead, and I'm going to guess those girls did it to you" he said as he pointed to the girls who were running around the locker room.

"I-I'm dead? I-I don't want to be dead, please, send me back or some-something!" Said Kat, as she continued to sob on the floor. "Look, I can't send you back, but there's this group I'm apart of that helps with this kinda stuff." Charley said as he lent her a hand. "I'll introduce you if you want" he said again with a smile. "O-okay, I'll go" she said with a sigh as she took his hand and stood, turning back one last time to look at the body as she exited the locker room, hand in hand with Charley.

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