18. The Witching Hour

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18. The Witching Hour

He wasn't dead. You didn't have a year left to live. You still had four. It was just a dream. A dream you've been having for the past year but still, a dream. You let out a relieved breath and got up to look at the time. It was 3 in the morning, the witching hour, the hour when all the ghosts and ghouls came out to play.

You walked into the bathroom and flicked on the lights. A shiver ran down your spine, its peculiarly cold especially because it's summer and it's eighty degrees Fahrenheit inside. You stared at the face looking back at you in the mirror. You brushed your fingers under the three black dots under your right eye. It was the three seal of the moon, you had woken up with it imprinted on your face months ago. Everyone thought it was a tattoo, it was better that way.

The face looking back at you is crying, but you weren't crying

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The face looking back at you is crying, but you weren't crying. So why was your reflection?

It's strange, scary, and it has been happening since the day you woke up in the hospital with your panic attack.

The shadows in your room gets darker everyday. You hear things, see things. Unfathomable things. Things you don't quite understand and didn't want to. 

You turn the light switch off and walked back to your bedroom, laying down on the bed for the second time that night. You haven't spoken to Neji, it's like the two of you had broken up. Except best friends can't breakup, can they? It wasn't because Neji didn't try to speak to you, he tried, he really did. In the beginning he walked up to you, he came to see you before going on missions. It eventually stopped.

He stopped showing up.

Right, you thought, broken up.

You squeezed your eyes shut. You missed him. Your best friend. Your first love. You have been trying to get along with Kiba. He does everything for you. He gets you gifts, presents, he takes you out, but...you weren't happy. Not genuinely. 

A rustle down the hall jolts your eyes open. You sit up, your bedroom door was wide open, giving you a perfect view of the bathroom at the other end of the hall.

The lights were on.

You had turned it off, you were sure of that.

Your breath hitched. You could see shadows moving from behind the door. The shadow stopped as if it realized you were watching it. Then the lights turned off.

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