Chapter 8 - Held Hostage

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Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Matt got up out of his chair and opened the door. A figure in a black, baggy hoodie raised a gun to his chest. With a deep voice, they yelled right in front of him, "Get in the chair! Go! Now!"

Matt, hands above his head, slowly retreated into the living room and sat in the chair. The figure followed him in, pointing the gun towards him.

"What the-" Matt was in utter shock.

"Shut up!" Said the figure. Listening to the voice again, Matt realized that the voice was being disguised, and the clothes were clearly fit to disguise their figure.

Suddenly, the attacker aimed the gun at the corner of the room and shot it. Then they repeated it with the other corners.

"What's going on?" Matt asked, slightly afraid, but mostly confused.

The figure was silent for a bit, before taking off their hoodie. "Hey Matt."

"Christina? What's going on?" Asked Matt. "And why did you shoot my walls?"

"You think they would just leave you alone? They've been watching you this whole time. Thank god Nate found out, or they would be banging at the door, taking you right back."

"Who's they?" He asked.

"The red room. I dont care if Nate says they're all gone, I'm still taking precautions."

"Oh no, not you too... Nate, allways going on about a red room and someone named Stephanie." He stood back up. "You two... You're both going crazy!" He shouted.

"No, we're not. You are. And I think this has something to do with  Stephanie. So I'm going to make.you remember. If it's the last thing I do."

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