𝓟𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓶 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻 [FEM!READER]

⌗﹗﹐➜Chapter 7

"Incidents"

Right... So, let's see... flipping through my notebook, I scanned for the page that contained the notes I have about the phantom realm...

Every night at 12am, the sky turns red, and the world becomes lifeless and mute, and shadow-like monsters start to come around. Since Ashlyn originally thought the sound they made were phantom noises, we decided to call the creatures "phantoms"  

During these past weeks of this happening, we've figured out a few things, and one of them is that for seven hours we're stuck here. Even if time somehow is moving in the phantom realm, time doesn't move in our realm, a bit freaky... Another thing is that this world seems to be influenced by our world but doesn't influence our world.

To basically put it, if we move things in the human realm then it will be moved in the phantom realm, and if we move anything in the phantom realm nothing will be moved in the human realm, for example, I move a box in the human realm, the box will be in the spot I moved it into in the phantom realm, but if I try to put it back it will still be in the same spot in the human realm.

Injuries that happen here in the phantom realm are felt but not shown in our world and vice-versa and we always return to where we left of in each world.

---Last night---

We made it to the graveyard, and got into the bus, the banging of the phantom getting excruciatingly loud each bang, and then it went silent, when we thought it gave up, I felt the presence of the phantom suddenly. It cornered us, and when it was about to strike, we woke up.

---Present---

Oh shit. I just realized something important that we forgot to talk about at lunch THE P̵̧͈̳̩͎̀̈̍́̀͋͒̈́̑͝HA̴̘̞̗͋́̐͗͂͆̚̚̚N̶̟̮̼̯̜̣̈́̊͜͝TOM̴̲̰͔͇͎͇̠̈ ̴̞̝͔̍́͗͝Ĩ̷̧͕͎͎͙̥͖̈̄͜͜N̷̥͓̠̭̙̟̝̦͑̓ͅͅŠ̷͖̺̙͈͚̟͘͜͝I̷͔̺̭͉͉̻͈̝̫̫̓D̸̡͙̗̲̤̽͛́̈́̀͗́Ė̷̩̲͚̣̈́̃̌̏̀̂͠ ̵̞͆̐͂̍̒̄T̷̫̹͎͙̥̒̅́͘H̷̳̎̽̀̈̋̏͘E̵͈͎̔͂ ̶͙͔͍̯́͌͐̑̀̈́̒̚͜͠Ḅ̶̧̜͖̜͙̈́̀́̽̚Ū̸͈̬͈̹̍̀͜Ṣ̵͓͈͌̃  12:00am. We found ourselves in the bus again... Ashlyn immediately told us to duck in a whisper, we all ducked behind the two rows, Logan was beside me, he was really shaken up, I patted his shoulder lightly, a way to comfort the poor thing... THOUGH- I DIDN'T EXPECT THE DUDE TO CLING ONTO ME... LIKE... HOLY FUCK- IF IT WEREN'T FOR THE PHANTOM I WOULD HAVE LITERALLY SCREAMED A BIT- He's so cute... anyways, FOCUS [READER]! FOCUS. Anyways, the others were discussing on what to do, ultimately deciding to kill it.

The weapon box was up front so how were we going to get it? and obviously none of us knew how to fight anyways, maybe Ashlyn did, and Aiden's adrenaline could be strong enough to push him through a fight but ultimately, we'd get severely injured, were just some random 15-year-olds who have to not only worry about school but now have to worry about not dying every night.

Ashlyn suggested all of us to hide under the seats, since there was an uneven number of us, I practically sitting against the last row of seats, already prepared to be the unlucky dumbass of the group about to die, I steadied my breathing as best as I could especially since I'd practically die if I was too loud. But before that ugly thing got to the end, it suddenly started quietly crawling to the front... Shit, did someone alert it!? I immediately perked up after hearing Taylor and Tyler exclaim, but then I heard Ashlyn tell them to go get the weapons...

Not knowing what to really do, I also joined the twins and Ben, swiftly grabbing a pocketknife, it should be efficient enough... I turned to see Aiden spinning the phantom and pushed its head out the window... That adorable adrenaline seeker... WAIT WAIT, SNAP OUT OF IT BITCH. I went to go assist them to close the window, but saw the phantom about to injure Logan with his claws so I pulled away, and now was the one paying the price for it. "FUCK- OW-" I screamed in pain but pulled through, I have to pull through. After that I heard their voices scream my name in unison "[READER]!" Logan pulled me away from the phantom's reach, holding me close.

I heard Ashlyn directing the others, the twins to hold its legs and for Ben to stab it using his garden sheers. And then that was it, the phantom died... Now onto me, Logan had let me sit on the seat to minimalize my movement, Tyler crouched down near me, I heard him speak "Hey dude, You alright? Can you move?" I turned to him about to respond until Aiden started speaking causing me to look up at his direction, seeing the phantom's blood all over his face made me laugh, regretting it as the pain overpowered once I tried breathing or moving in anyway.

"Yeah, we should probably hurry up and patch her up" Aiden said, he even smiled, I promise I'm trying so hard not to laugh but he just looks so stupidly adorable... I didn't really have much of a problem with blood, or looking at it, but I prefer not too... After a bit, I started to feel lightheaded as Ben finished up patching up my wounds, causing me to fall down, feeling soft hands catch my head before fully passing out... 
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