Hey kids.

Day 2 (part 1)

I breath in, my eyes darting around, feeling the fire burn and shrivel up my skin, blood dripping from my head as i watch my school burn to ashes, falling apart before my very eyes while i lye on the floor, my body weak and in agony. i close my eyes, waiting for my suffering to finish.

My eye shot open as i hear my phone ringing, i pick it up, looking at the time then realize i was going to be late to meet up with my friends at the library. I look to see who is calling me and notice that it's Lillian. I stumble out of bed and change my clothes quickly then answer the phone, running down the stairs. "heyyyy Lillian!" I could hear her chuckled on the other side of the call. "you just woke up didn't you?" I sigh and nod, not like she could see it anyways, so i gave an verbal response. "yeah, i did. but I'm on my way" I knew i wouldn't be able to hide the fact that i would be late from Lillian, she knew me to well for me to be able to hide anything.

I made it downstairs and kissed my moms cheek, wishing her a goodbye then headed out the door to get to the library. it was probably the fastest i ever ran in my whole 15 years of life, i knew Arlo hated when people were late without a good reason and "i slept in" wasn't a good reason at all. eventually, i made it to the library just in time, waving to the others as i walked over, breathing heavily and out of breath. we decided to wait for Dylan before going in and it gave me enough time to write in my journal.

Dear journal,

Today hasn't started the way i thought it would but it could have been worse, i just hope Arlo actually knows what he's talking about when he said they looked familiar. But anywho, i can't stop thinking about the figure i saw the other day, its like they are engraved in my memory or something, they are all i think about and it sends a chill down my spine every time, speaking of the figure, i feel it may be connected to a strange dream/nightmare i had last night.

It started off like a normal dream i would have; which is usually at school because i stressed out over school so often that it would appear in my dreams but anyway; the school was packed full of people like usual then school finished, i was leaving the building and fog started to appear, covering the school and people around me; i started coughing hard cause the fog smelt terrible and filled up my lungs like if i were smoking a cigarette; eventually, the smoke disappeared but so did the people around me, the school looked abandoned and burned to a crisp, i went into the building and the figure was there, i didn't get to see much cause i woke up after that but it has really got me thinking, anyways, Dylan is here now

See ya,

Johnathan Jefferson

I look as Dylan as he run over and i put my journal away, Arlo kissed Dylan cheek and we all headed in, looking around the library and considering none of us were in here often its surprising how long it took us to find anything, and we didn't find anything. Marcus saw George Folton; who was known as the school "nerd"; i always thought he was an interesting person and never saw anything wrong with him, nice guy to talk to. Marcus went over to George and spoke to him, after a few seconds he came over to us with Marcus "George is willing to help us look through (and help find them) the school year books, he just needs to know who we are looking for" i perk up then take out my journal, showing him the sketch i had made of the figure.

He fixed his glasses and looked at the sketch, then looked at me "first thing i wanna say is you are a great artist, seconds thing is that i believe i know which one they are in!" I smile at the compliment and whisper a "thank you" as he takes all of us over to the where the yearbooks are. he scanned though them and pulled out one from the year 1978, flipping through the pages until he landed on one. "aha! here they are, "mist hollowdock" a sophomore like we will when we go back to school." Arlo nodded, thinking a little about something then going over to the library computers and turning one on. Dylan went over with him to see what he was doing while Lillian started looking through the books, trying to find one to read. I decided to talk to George and get to know him, so did Marcus. "so George, what were you reading before we interrupted you? sorry for that by the way" Marcus asked, chuckling a little as he gave the apology, George shook his head slowly and smiled. "its quite alright, i was just reading about paranormal activity, which is pretty ironic if you ask me."