What I Learned From The Fantasma - Book I

Ch III - #literallydying

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Ch. III: #literallydying

Time had stopped, the colour slowly drained from the once rosy cheeked girl and her blood ran cold. All she could do in her statute-like state was move her eyes along the thin letters that made up the note. It wasn't Annie's writing, of that she was certain. Her chicken scratches were nothing compared to the delicate lines on the paper.

Velma stood still in that spot for what felt like ages. Her wet hair stuck to her back in ugly angles and water droplets tinted the floor, she wasn't quite sure what to do next, it had been made clear that someone was, indeed, in her room but what remained unclear was how she would handle the situation. She had various options: call the police, demand to move or call out to Annie. And as the seconds trickled by the choice seemed to have been made for her.

Finally finding her voice, Velma let out a strangled shriek before calling out to the least qualified person, "ANNIE!!!"

The stomping down the hallway quickly ensued and before long, the white door that separated the room was opened, "What? What's wrong?"

With a shaking hand, Velma let the note drop in Annie's line of view, "Th...this was out here when I... got out", she let out in a daze,

As Annie quickly glanced over the note, Velma readjusted her towel suddenly feeling very exposed and bare,

"What is this, V?" asked Velma's would be hero,

"I... I don't know. I went in for a shower and when I got out..." Velma drowned on as she eyed the note, "someone left it there."

Quickly a snort filled the room before a full-fledged giggle erupted, "You're nuts" Annie laughed, "there's no way that could've gotten there by some freaky chance."

"Then how?!" exclaimed the hot headed girl as she combed through her now dry, tangled hair trying to get rid of some frustration.

"It was probably packed away with your creepy posters." Shrugged Annie,

"Ok, no. First off my posters are not creepy and secondly, I know every single thing that gets packed away with my babies and that note was not part of it!"

"V, look, this place isn't haunted and no one came in."

"How do you know this place isn't haunted?" exclaimed Velma, looking around her room half expecting the Grudge to burst from her closet,

"Because this place was built five months ago!" Annie fired back,

"What if it was built on top of haunted ground, A?"

Glaring at Velma, she fired back in a mocking tone, "Ah, yes. Now that I remember this was built on top of a cemetery where former mental asylum patients were put to rest. Let me think, what was it called? Uhh... oh, right! Supernatural!"

"You're hilarious" groaned Velma whilst rolling her eyes at her stupid friend,

"Yeah. I know, Dean, I know. Look, I'm gonna go sleep. Have fun dealing with your poltergeist." Called out Annie as she exited the room and made her way down the hall.