You Will Be Next

Hey guys its Rachel this is my first story I have wrote on wattpad.

Hope you like it.

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''YOU WILL BE NEXT!!!!''

I woke up staring at a black wooden ceiling. It was damp and I was cold. Where was I? How did I get here?

As I walked down the hall I saw old paintings covered in dust and mirrors all around. I lingered down the creaky stair case, I screamed in terror, something was moving under the floor planks. I didn't know what and I didn't know where it was, but something was moving.

I walked into the far bedroom and saw a large mouldy double bed. You could only just make out the floral colorful sheets they once used to be. There was a dusty window and I struggled to open it. Outside the window stood an old oak tree, it seemed black compared to everything else, it was all corroded and rotten, I watched as bark just crumbled off with the wind.

While I was discovering things my eye caught a glimpse of some pale blue fabric hanging out of a chest. I walked over to the chest and slowly opened the heavy wooden lid. To my horror their was a young girl in a pale blue dress.

There was blood all over her stomach were it looked like she had been stabbed. She had a silver clutch purse with a velvet strap bound around her wrist. I took the purse and opened it to find a photo of the girl in a short black dress I turned over the picture and written in blood it said 'you will be next'. I immediately dropped the picture and ran back though the hall way and out the door.

I ran half way down the street, It was pouring with rain. I sat on the curb, my head was bowed into my knees with my arms wrapped around my head. I was sobbing, so many thoughts running through my mind who was that girl, how did I get there, why was I the one to find her. So many questions but not enough answers.

A tall man in a black hoodie came up behind me he placed his hand on my shoulder. I flinched and pushed myself out of his grip, I turned around to see a handsome boy that I recognised from my uni. He put his hand out and I leaned forward and allowed him to pull me up. ? We stood face to face just listening to the moments silence.

He wrapped his arm around me and lead me to a dark green Ute.I sat in the back and curled up with a blanket he gave me. We didn't talk the whole ride. Once we arrived he lead me up a gravel pathway conected to some steep wooden stairs. I collapsed on his couch. He looked at me for a moment and then asked me for my name, I didn't say anything. Everything was a blur from then on.

The next morning I Woke up on a hard uncomfortable couch, I was covered with three thick knitted blankets. One of which with different coloured squares. Everything seemed familiar but I couldn't place it, I slowly stood up and walked down a narrow hallway not knowing what to think. There was old paintings covered in dust and mirrors all around. Then it clicked, it hit me like a bullet, this was exactly the same house I was in before. With the double bed and the faded floral sheets. I then heard a ring from a telephone I ran downstairs as that's where the ring was coming from.

I grabbed the phone with a strong grip and put it up to my ear. I didn't bother saying hello, anyway what was I suppose to say, 'oh hi this is the haunted house at the end of the street', no I just listened. All I could hear was deep breathing.

"Hello?"

"Now listen very carefully" the voice said on the other line. "turn around and walk to the chest."

I took a deep breath and swallowed, I did what he said. His voice was almost echoing but I couldn't figure out why.

"Good now take the note out of her purse" I looked around to see if there was any cameras or anyone peering through the window, could he see what I was doing?

"Look up" the voice said. I froze and dropped the phone letting it hang by its cord.

It was the same boy that had taken me back to his house yesterday. He had wedged him self against the celling looking down at me.

"What do you want?" I yelled at him. He jumped down making a large thump on the floor standing so close that I could feel his heavy breathing. I stood my ground as he brushed his hand down the side of my face tucking my hair behind my ear."What do you want?" I repeated.

"Only your blood and bones" he replied with a smirk on his face. "I could slice you up into little bits and put you in Ally's purse."

"Who's Ally?" I asked.

"Ally's the little girl in the chest."a I followed him to the chest."She was so innocent, so fragile." He said looking down at her. I screamed and tried to kick him but he caught my leg and twisted it and then crack, he held my foot and pushed down into my knee dislocating it. I screamed in pain and fell to the floor.