Fears - a BFB AU

Chapter 16 - Liy

WARNING: The following chapter is rather scary and can spook more sensitive audiences. If you get scared easily or are reading this late at night, proceed with caution when reading this chapter. If not, skip to the next chapter. You have been warned. Thanks for reading this.

We searched the abandoned graveyard for a suitable place to rest. It didn't take us long to find a small, wooden shed out in the open. The shed was less worn down than the main building but was still tattered to a certain degree. The foundation was peeling from the ground underneath it and it was apparent that it had been eons since anyone had paid any attention to the shed. We walked inside and found that the shed was empty, with nothing but a rusty shovel present. I used my cell phone light to light up the shed so we could see each other. It was time to start the game.

"Okay, who wants to go first?" I asked.

"I'll go first!" Pen smirked.

"Tree! Truth or dare?"

"Truth!"

"What's your biggest fear?" Pen smiled at Tree with a contagious grin.

"Well, ever since I was young, I have always been terrified of clowns. I think I became scared of them because I'd seen them on TV once and got freaked out. Ever since then, clowns have been my biggest fear."

"Okay, I already knew that." Pen solemnly continued.

"My turn." Tree reluctantly stated.

"Bottle. Truth or dare?"

"I'm not a wuss. Dare!" Bottle excitedly pointed a finger up to the sky.

"You see that abandoned building over there?" I dare you to go inside alone and stay there for one minute."

Bottle shivered. "I'm terrified of the dark though!"

"I thought you said you weren't a wuss, hm?" Tree raised one eyebrow.

"Ugh. Fine. I'll do it."

Bottle walked over to the abandoned building, taking her phone with her to use as a flashlight. I told Bottle to stay on a call with me so we could see what would happen inside the building. Bottle walked up to the rusty old door and opened it. The door swung wide open, only being hooked up to the main building with a single rusty hinge. Bottle walked inside and looked around.

"Bottle. What do you see?" Pen asked, curious.

"There's nothing here. Just some old tools and knick-knacks."

"Take some pictures so we can see exactly what you're talking about." Tree pushed.

"Okay, Tree. I'll do this only for you." Bottle sighed. Bottle walked around the house for the next minute until Tree told her she could come out. Bottle did so, running out of the house. It was clear she was scared of the dark, as she was extremely quick to exit the building. She soon came back to the shed where we were all sitting.

"So, Bottle, How was it?" Tree asked.

"It was dark, but that's it."

"Did you take any pictures?" Tree further pushed.

"You already know I did." Bottle smiled.

Bottle opened her phone and showed us the pictures. She took about six images of the objects inside the building. She even snapped a couple of selfies inside. We eagerly looked through the images to see what was inside the abandoned building. Everything was rather uninteresting until Bottle scrolled to the last photo she had taken. It was a selfie inside the main room. Behind her was a mirror.

"Bottle, can I see the picture real quick?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure. Why?"

"I just gotta check something." I shuddered.