"You know how to stop it?" The leather couch was cold, and the air clung to my skin.
"Yes." Lesley was sitting across from me on a wooden stool. The whole room seemed nice. A little too nice.
"Th-then why didn't you do it in the first place?" Narrowing my eyebrows, I stood.
"It's not that simple..." His head sunk down. "You have to understand first."
"Wuh-"
"I'm not real."
"Y-you're-" I stepped back. "No. No. No..."
"It's true." Then he vanished.
"Lesley..?" My body froze in horror. My lungs grew restless. It felt like forever... Like all along I had been alone. Like nobody would ever help me. Ever.
"Shh.." The voice made me jump. Warm fingers drummed on my shoulders. I cringed in fear. "I'm a poltergeist." Lesley appeared right behind me. My body lurched away from him.
"Don't do that!!!" I screamed. He snickered.
"Just a joke! It was just a joke." Lesley said in between laughs. He reappeared.
"Tell. Me. How. To. Fix. This." My teeth grinded together.
"Okay, okay," He raised his hands to surrender. His sleeves dropped down, and I could see the tattoos he had. They were very small, but detailed. "For starters, let me see your phone." Not taking an eye off of him, I slipped my phone out of my pocket, and tossed it over. It took a second for him to find what he wanted.
"What is that for?" He ignored me, and showed me the screen.
"Know where that place is?" It displayed the same message I had gotten before. With the girl chained up, and the gruesome lettering. This time I noticed something different. The girl in the picture.
"That's me."
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Behind The Glass
Paranormal□Target found□ □1:00 Monday□ We WILL get her. We WILL. ●●● 14 year old Umi Ikuhara, is a normal girl. She does her homework and gets decent grades. Nobody bothers her, so she doesn't bother them. One fateful day, Umi starts receiving mysterious pic...
