The House

Chapter 3 MiSsEd mE?

The next day I had to go to classes.

When I entered the room I began to look out for a place to sit. That's when I spotted Valerye waving at me and an empty place right next to her. I waved back at her and started to walk up the stairs to where she was sitting and that is actually something I like: the fact that college classrooms have the seats from high to low; like a stadium.

I sat down next to Valerye and we started to talk about some memories we shared before the incident.

We even laughed a bit.

Minutes passed and all the students were taking their seats so the class could start.

Our first class of the day was with Mr. Patterson, again, and he entered the room pushing a cart with an old television on top of it.

"Alright students, and half-students," he looked at Valerye and me and everyone giggled. "Today we are going to use the help of this really old yet good friend of mine..." he hit the television and some dust came out. "I'll show you an ancient film and you will have to write a report about it and deliver it at the end of the class so you better pay attention! And don't think you can watch it again at home while you are all texting and snapchating 'cuz I am the only person that has the film! Wuahahaha..."

Everyone laughed at his evil laugh but Valerye and me.

Mr. Patterson plugged the television and the screen went on. All we could see was grey static so Valerye and I kept talking while Mr. Patterson tried to make the old thing work.

"Do you remember when we did that random dancing at the mall?" says Valerye, laughing at the thought.

"Hahaha, I do!" I whisper. "And, do you remember when we were busted at school when we were making fun of the principal?"

"Hahaha, of course I do!"

"Hahaha! And, hey, do you remember whe-"

"IsAbElLe... ArE yOu ThErE...?"

My smile completely faded from my face.

My heart automatically started racing as fast as it could. I don't want to think that I really hear what I'd just heard. I can barely breathe. This can't be happening. Not here. Not now. Not again.

I want to believe this is just a nightmare. Yeah. I haven't woken up yet. I'm still sleeping in my bed and my dad will come to wake me up soon saying I'm going to be late again... Right?

RIGHT?

So, if that's what is going to happen then, why is Valerye having the same expression I do?

This can't be.

"ThErE tHeRe, CoMe OuT fRoM wHeReVeR yOu ArE..."

I was afraid to turn my head towards the TV screen. I did not want to see him, seeing him would make it real, but I know he's not going to stop until he does whatever he's trying to do right now.

I slowly turned my head to my left. I can feel the cold sweat sliding from my forehead, my incontrollable heartbeat, my shaking body.

The heartbeat that I skipped when I saw him in the TV screen.

The Creep Guy.

"Oh, ThErE yOu ArE..." his face is still cover with the paper bag that has the happy face painted on it, but I know he is smiling. "I hAvE bEeN lOoKiNg FoR yOu FoR a LoNg TiMe My DeAr..."

I don't know what is going on, but I'm completely terrified.

"Hey, hold on!" says Mr. Patterson. "This is not the film I brought!" he tries to make the old TV's remote control to work, but it is useless.