Fifty Shades of Shane // Shane Dawson fanfiction

Chapter 25

I'm not sure if I should try to break out of the room or not. I don't really want to know what is on the other side or what might find me on the other side. It's worth a try. I explore the room further in search of something to bust the door with.
After some time of looking, I find some poles and other pieces under the bed. It's some kind of furniture piece to build. I grab one of the poles and pull it out from under the bed. I'm not the strongest, I'm not strong at all. My friends in school always called me a twig.
I lift the pole off the ground. It's pretty heavy so it should work, hopefully.
I pull it back and swing it forward as fast and hard as I can. It hit the door with a loud bang. A few pieces of white paint chip off the door and fall to the floor, revealing light wood.
This is going to take awhile.

After much hard work, all I've done is chipped off a tone of paint and made heavy dents in the wood.
At this point I'm simply way too tired to continue, not that it will actually work. Even though the last place I want to sleep at is this room, I lie down on the bed, appreciating the comfort. I cannot keep my eyes open anymore. As I'm attempting to keep my eyes open as best as I can, the lights suddenly go out. My eyes shoot open and and my body leans forward on the bed. The lights were not flickering or anything like that, so someone must have turned them off. I hop off the bed and glance at the camera, its the only thing I can see because it has a steady red light, it's following my movements. I run to the other side of the room, nearly tripping in the inky darkness. The camera lens follows me all the way. I'm more creeped out than I have ever felt before. Some one is for sure watching me now. I still don't know for sure if it's Shane or not. The room looks like a room that would be in his house, but I can't be sure.

The camera is in the corner to the left of the bed, so I lie down on the floor on the right side of the bed. I move as close as I can to the bed so the camera can't see me. The pitch black darkness surrounds me as I lie on the floor. It makes me feel as if I'm drowning in fear.

After laying there for what feels like hours, my eyelids take control of my body again. I drift off to sleep, the last thing I want to do...

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