please let me know how bad this chap was xD I don't want to talk about it. Please don't yell at me ;-; be nice pleaseeeeee
Jordan just stood there frozen next to me. His eyes as wide as mine probably. I wanted to run away, far away. But to where? That ghost person was blocking our way to the stairs.
The ghost person just stood there. Still. There was no way for us to go except for one of the two rooms on this floor.
Jordan must have thought the same because we both run towards the room. Entering both a different one.
Now we were both alone, with that ghost thing waiting for us in the hallway.
We should have stayed together.
My heart beat was going so fast everyone near by could have probably heard it.
Hearing steps out side on the hallway, wasn't really helping my heart beat calm down.
The footsteps stopped. Right in front of the door. I hold my breath. Praying for the ghost thing to turn around and never come back.
It was such a bad idea to come back here, and I dragged Jordan in it as well.
A door opened. It was followed by a loud scream. Jordan. Images of what could have possibly happened went through my mind. All possibilities let to one ending, dead.
He's not dead. I kept repeating in my head. He was just scared and screamed. That's normal, right?
The door closed again and the footsteps started wandering around. Until they stopped. Right in front my door.
"No please, please." I softly whispered. Hoping the ghost thing would turn around and leave me here. But I spoke too soon. The door handle turned, and the door slowly went open.
I saw nobody, but I knew for sure there was somebody there. That somebody just opened the door, and took a few steps in side. I moved further and further back until I was stopped by a wall. A soft gasp escaped my lips. I covered my mouth with both my hands, hoping that that ghost thing didn't hear me.
The footsteps continued. Walking towards me. But stopping at the large window. The window I took the picture from yesterday.
The moon wasn't shinning that bright but just enough to give a contour of the ghost thing. It looked more like a person rather than a dead ghost thing. Even though he or she wasn't that clearly visible.
He or she just keep staring out of the window, as if there was something really interesting going on outside.
I didn't bother to think about what could have possibly been so interesting to make him or her stop and stare. I took this more as an opportunity to sneak away, and never return.
Step by step I got closer to the door when I was suddenly interrupted.
"STOP!" A voice screamed at me. I stopped dead in my tracks. Who was that? There was only one other 'person' in this room.
I looked around. The 'person' was nowhere to be found. I quickly continued my way towards the door. I need to get out of here and find Jordan.
"I SAID STOP!" The same voice screamed again. Slamming the door shut. I was shocked. I felt a chill run over my spine.
No, no this isn't real. I told myself. But I knew it was real. I got here together with Jordan just about an hour ago. Now I'm possibly alone here with this ghost thing somewhere in the same room as me.
I heard breathing coming just from behind me. Right next to my right ear. I felt the exhaled air running past my ear and neck. I was frozen to the ground. With eyes glued shut I was hoping for Jordan to return and safe me. Safe from whatever was behind me.
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