Chapter 17

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Blanche's POV


We started to look for Michael; separating into groups. All I knew was that I was with Luke. We head out into the dark, walking on the damp grass as we used our telephones as flashlights. We were holding hands, and I felt bad for him as I was gripping onto his hand, as if I would die if I let go -- which is probably the case. We walked in silence, until we reached a ferris wheel. Looking up, the lights were lit in bright red. The wagons shook furiously as the turned in circles. Blood and scratch marks were visible on the windows, indicating the big wheel was some sort of death contraption. I shuddered, looking at Luke. "Let's not go on that." I murmured, seeing him nod in agreement as we continued to slowly tip toe, afraid of what we might stumble upon.

Suddenly, we found ourselves on roller coaster ride. Letting out a shriek, the cart began jerked forward, the wheels letting out a screeching noise as sparks flew in all directions. I clenched my jaw, keeping my eyes shut as tears began to stream down my cheeks as I hid in Luke's chest. He was silent, but I could feel him trembling, his arms wrapped around me - as if he were protecting me.

The cart went down the rails, with the same deathly noise. Clowns and animals appeared in front of us, screaming in our faces. My reflex kicked in a I pushed one clown, who hopefully fell to his death. Creepy circus music began to burst out from no where; and we went in loops, round and round as I gripped onto Luke's shirt. 

When I decided to open my eyes, I was met by giant saws to which I lost my shit. Looking over at Luke, I saw that he was pale and his arms and face were full of scratches. "This is so low." I mumbled, wiping away the tears, well trying to. But new ones came in, filling my now red eyes.


The ride stopped abruptly, and we were now in front of a circus tent. Luke pulled me out of the cart, tugging me along into the tent. I ran to a man with a top hat, asking him where Michael was. My throat hurt, it was soar and scratched. "The boy with the red hair? He was here around ten minutes ago." He creepily smiled. "Thanks.. Okay let's go Blanche." Luke chimed in, once again pulling me. 


lmao this sucks but I'm done guys idk if you guys even like this story idk about a lot of things actually but ily guys kay bye

-clo xx

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