Not what it seems

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(Saphera Walker started a chat)
(Ember Kirkland was invited)

Saphera: ember something is going on *worried*

Ember: what is it Saphera?

Saphera: there is something in my house *whispered*

Ember: *laughs* Saphera you're playing horror games again. There's nothing there.

Saphera: I'm serious Ember!

Ember: ok ok. What "if" there was something in your home then what?

Saphera: fight it. Derh. *plain look*

Ember: true true. But then why are you worried?

Saphera: I've had a migraine.

Ember: so?

Saphera: and I've had it for three days.

Ember: *Horror* GET OUT SAPH...

(Chat has ended)

The sudden end of the chat startled me, What the? I clicked on the start chat button multiple times hearing the constant sound *click click click click* of my mouse, But it wouldn't work. I knew there was something wrong. No, I know there is something wrong I could sense something wrong. I check my internet to see if it's still up, And it is I keep pulling up the Internet and closing it seeing if it would reset *clang* I quickly turn my head to the source of the sound, But there was nothing, just a pot that fell from the counter I couldn't see anything else. At least nothing else my eyes could see. I calmly turn off my computer monitor so I could let my eyes adjust to the dark. So I was less blind. it took me a minute but I could finally see the silhouettes of my furniture... And a figure. I pretended I didn't see it because I didn't want it to run or lash out. So I just looked over it and around. I turn back to my desk to give it a false sense of security, but my vision started to blur, and I couldn't focus on anything. I could hear the soft *pat* *pat* *pat* of feet walk up behind me. I quickly sit back up making myself light headed and throwing my balance off. I grab onto the desk trying to rebalance myself
"You thought you could trick me?" A feminine voice whispers in my ear.
"You have never been able to hide from me for too long" she hisses. I look at the silhouette, my vision to haywire to focus and bring in a personage. I feel myself get lifted from the ground by my shirt collar. I grab onto the arm lifting me. "You are weak!" She throws me against the wall and pushes me into it harder with her forearm at my neck. I was gasping for air. "You're pathetic, you can't die so I will make you suffer"

(Camera footage lost)

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