Paranoia || ✔

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When the boy gets us out of danger, he looks at me like I'm crazy. "What the heck were you thinking; going down here?!" He whisper shouts. He's really cute, I have to admit. His eyes are a dark blue, almost black around the edges and he has dark shaggy hair. He's wearing black high top Chuck Taylor's and his shirt is red, making his eyes a little brighter. I'm distracted by him, I almost forgot what he said. He still hasn't took his hand off my mouth. 

I pull his hand off my mouth and I can still feel where it was. "I..." I trail off. What am I supposed to say? 'I'm stupid and I didn't know what I was doing. I won't go down here again.' Yes. No. Why would I say that? I meant to go down here and I don't regret it. "I don't know. I just wanted to see what it was like." I look at the ground ashamed, but I'm really not. All I want to do is get back up stairs to safety, but I don't even know if this house is safe or not. 

I think he gets the hint that I want to go back upstairs because he starts guiding me up the steps. Once we reach half way up the stairs, the step decides to creak. Me and mystery boy just kind of stare at each other, waiting for something to happen, and then the monster starts to chase after us. We run up the stairs and right when we have enough time to close the door, the monster runs into it, knocking us both over. 

I hear my heart pounding in my ears as we start running away from the monster. I look behind me and realize I'm running away from nothing. Confusion starts to over come me as I think about what just happened. Was everything just an illusion? My heart starts to sink as I think about that. Then the guy wasn't real then? I wasn't in any danger but what was just in my head. I turn around and he's standing in front of me. And it occurs to me that he's dead.