Chapter Three

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Mr. Kegs POV:

I slowly sip on my coffe, pardon my French but literally mind fucked. I don't understand how this can be. This 'Sammy' must be somewhat powerful is he's making more than one child see him. I decide to further my research, as in to Benjamins profile. His life at home was made, although he had the typical 'parents never home, but rich' life. I dig further, maybe to even the house of which he met Sammy. Nothing. I suppose my next step, would be to confront Sammy, but for the sake of Benjamins healthy, and stability. I'm unsure. I head out of my office, back to the room. It was finally time for my session with Benjamin. Today, he seemed different. Rebellious as if It looked. If looks could kill, I'd be dead. "Hello, Ben." I say with a slight smirk. "Hi." Benjamin said. "How did you sleep?" I asked, which this question was only procedure. "Wouldn't you like to know!" Benjamin said giggling and he looked to his right. "Is Sammy here?" I ask a hit scratchy voiced. "So what if he is?" Benjamin asks. "Well, I would like to talk to Sammy." I say. Benjamin furrowed his eyebrows, then whispers something in which my eyes looked like nothing, but in his eyes he talked to Sammy. "Ok." Said Benjamin. I felt a sudden intense coldness to the room. The lights flicker, and the whiteboard lights up from the projector. It wrote sammy in horrifying red dripping color. Although, it was inside the projector. Giggles drifted through out the room. "Leave Benjamin alone, Sammy!" I say confronting Sammy. At that, I felt a shock tingle my body and I fainted as it appeared.

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