Since She Died Young....

Chapter 4 - A Voice From The Shadows

Sam's P.O.V:

The light was dim but it was enough to see. I glanced around the darkened room only to find a door. The room was small and cramped but seemed roomy enough to move. Feeling around the room, I tried to find a door. Finding it made a proud expression form on my face as I triumphantly opened the door. Striding into what looked like a school hallway. Two people ran past me knocking me over. This made me look at the door I had just came out of. It was a janitor's closet. I smacked my forehead and began to wonder how and why I was in the janitor's closet. I didn't get to wonder to long before I saw a silver haired girl walking down the hallway in what seemed like she was going after the people who went running down the hallway. The moment I needed answers I see people. " Excuse me" I decided to ask the silver haired girl walking down the hallway. " Where am I ?"

My question was answered by a stab to the stomach by I don't even know what. All I know is that I fell unconcious on the floor. Several minutes had past before I had awaken in a place that looked like a nurses office. Noone else was here so I just got up and left. I wondered around curiously for a little while but then I got bored. Walking around nonchalently didn't help me at all since it lead me back to this jucie machine that I've seen like 3 times. Sighing, I finally decided to get me a juice and try to figure out what was going on. Leaning up against the window I tried to put the pieces together.

"I've gone crazy" I said finally giving in to my surroundings while I hit the back of my head against the window.

Just like that the world around me disappeared and I was pulled into the world from which I had came. Memories flashed about here and there. Then it went dark. Light filled but there was something standing there. I ran and ran but I couldn't get away. It was a man is what I made I made out first.

He was tall and had extended limbs and extra ones from his back. Wearing an all black suit and saying words in a low tone. He was really white and had no face other than eye sockets. "Sam" he said in a creepy voice which seemed to echo. He repeated and repeated until I finally screamed: "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!"

After that he just disappeared. The world spun round and round. Jojoe where are you?

JOJOE'S P.O.V.

For some reason my mom thought we needed to spend time together. She thinks it will help with some of my grief but I doubt it. A friend like Sam was one in a million.

Rain poured on the windshield of the car. My mom was running back into the car due to her having to turn in her collage assignments. She scrambled into the car and started the engine. Country music filled the vacant areas in the vehical. Rolling my eyes at the music, I plopped my head against the window and put my headphones in to avoid listening to country. Star Power filled my headphones as I turned up the music.

I fell asleep against the window only to wake up hours later infront of a dance studio. The one where I did my first performance. I wasn't the prima ballarina. Vicky who was another good friend of Sam and Me who moved out of state. I felt my phone begin to vibrate. It happened to be a text from Vicky.

Vicky: Hey guess what?

Me: What?

Vicky: Walk in the studio.

Me: Ok?

After sending that last message I walked into the dance studio. My eyes widened in shock as I saw Vicky.I ran up and gave her a hug. I pulled away in disbelieve for a second. " Wait I thought you moved to Europe" I stated. 

" Well your mom called and told me about what happened" she said looking away. " When's the funeral?"

" Tomorrow" I said looking at the floor.

We both let out a sad sigh and felt dread upon us both. " LEAVE ME ALONE" a voice shouted from the shadows.

It sounded like Sam's voice. Me and Vicky looked at eachother and then faced the darkness from which the sound had come from. There was a white spector that looked like Sam fading into oblivian. We stared at each other and then booked it for the door. Whatever made Sam scream that must be really horrid. We hopped up in her truck and drove off in the pouring rain to get away. Best idea so far.