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My eyes flutter open as the dimmly lit room comes into veiw. I felt like I was trapped inside a box the room was plain and brown no windows and just a small light that clung to the wall in the left corner.
Why am I here?
I thought to myself.
Then everything cam flooding back into me, how I was in school and then... then I passed out and I wake up here.
"It has to be a dream" I whisper outloud.
"Indeed it is Annabell" the voice startled me and I crained my neck to see the source. It was victor and his troublesome pals.
I quickly stand up in a deffensive way.
"What do you want, Victor" I say backing up to the other side of the room.
"Oh poor Annabell, you look so scared but don't waste your time on me we're not the ones you should be scared of" he snarled.
Confusion washed over my features. "Then who else should I be scared of, your followers" I glanced at them and smirked "they don't look so scary to me"
They all growled a low and deep sound just managing to eho across the room to me, hatred expressed on their features.
Victor ignored my arrogance, "Someone shall be returning to do the job, you should be happy, I didn't have to come all this way just to tell you that, belive it or not you'll be safer this way, it was the only reason why I came... well other than to watch your classmates all look at you like your crazy"
"I'm not crazy" I say with my jaw clenched trying to retain my anger. My back reached the wall just as Victor came walking towards me in his all-powerfull way. His face just an inch from mine as his eyes burned holes in mine.
"Then tell me Annabell is this a dream, is this reality or is it your mind working this allusion on the base of fear"
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Turned by Mark
Novela JuvenilAnnabell is just an ordinary girl with a mark, the mark of death, though she doesn't know it. She has a best friend named Jonathon whom she has been friends with all her life who also shares the same mark. But when he mysteriously goes missing Annbe...
