Shilan: Haunted

Chapter 6 (Ending?)

(A.N Has anyone noticed how smart Critical is?!)
This isn't over...
Shima diabled the security and brought Dolan back to the medical room. Critical didn't strap him down like last time. Instead he wrapped up his wounds and treated him while Shima watched.
A few hours later, Dolan woke up nursed back to health. His wounds stopped bleeding and his heart rate settled back to normal.
"Are you okay Dolan?" Shima asked, his hat in her lap.
Dolan put his bandaged hand in front of his face. "I think so. What was wrong with me?" He asked, turning to Critical.Critical looked up from his computer and smiled.
"The dust from the mask you put on invaded your nerves, heart, and brain." He turned to Dolan. "So all you could see and think about was Hellbent. Your heart rate got faster and faster the more you fought, causing the damage on your body to incress."
Slapped Ham sneezed and nodded. "So basicly you had a screw loose. Just like I said." He said proudly.
Critical laughed then continued. "The scan says you are all clear now though."
Shima hugged Dolan smiling. "I am just glad you are okay." Dolan hugged her back then lightly pushed her away.
"But just to be sure..." Dolan jumped off the bed and headed to the light switch.
Slowly he turned off the lights and scanned the room. After a few minutes, Dolan sighed and turned back on the lights.
"I have been fighting Hellbent for so long. Sometimes I feel like I am the only one who can stop him." He turned back to Shima with sad eyes. "The only one still looking for him." Critical slapped Dolan on the back.
"You are not alone Dolan. Whenever Hellbent comes back, we will be ready. Why don't you get some rest?" Critical said as he put a hand on Dolan's shoulder.
"Sounds good to me." Before Dolan left, he winked at Shima, causing her to blush.
Later that night, Shima creeped into Dolan's room and snached the Mask off of Dolan's wall. She brought it back to her computer and studied it with Critical.
"Something is off." Critical said as he raised the mask up from the desk. Shima turned to him worried.
"What is it?" She asked.
"The dust inside the Mask didn't activate itself. It was triggered, from a place outside the studio." Critical turned to the computer and typed in code."I can't find the pinpoint location though, so whoever activated it has a way with technology." Critical changed to the security system Shima installed. "It wasn't Dolan who activated the security system. This was hacked and activated as soon as you went into the vents." Critical shivered. "I think someone is watching us."
Shima shivered as well and looked behind her. "Who do you think it could be?" She asked.
"I am not sure but I think we will see them soon." Critical said with a sigh. He closed the computer and smiled. "Come on. You need some rest. Sorry for waking you up Shima."
Shima smiled and got up from her chair. "Night Critical." She marched over to her bed.
Critical waved goodnight and procceded to his own room, the Mask in hand.
Dolan rolled over, sweating like he was having a nightmare.
"S-Shima...." He whispered before rolling over again. He had a tightly clenched fist next to him.
"See you soon...Dolan." A voice echoed through the window. There was a flash of red as a dark figure disappeared into the night from Dolan's window.
Shima turned over and smiled. She was content knowing Dolan would be okay. There was a sudden rush of cold air that made her door close. Shima pulled the covers tightly over her body.
"Ugh...did my window open or something?" Shima whispered as she rolled off the bed. Turns out she was right. Her window was way open, so she went to close it.
She closed and locked her window and turned around, only half awake.
A red hand suddenly clapped over her mouth. In that hand was a cloth of toxic chemicals. Shima scream was muffled as she sniffed in the foul smelling chemicals.
She fainted and a shadowy figure caught her to keep her falling.
"This isn't over...."

(A.N so what do you think? Should I contiue? Or keep it here?)