Wickendale

Chapter 2

--Kat's POV--

I wake up on my bed, and it's dark. Probably around midnight. I get up and walk into the hallway, seeing Harry's door is wide open, meaning he's gone. I've never dared to leave my room after dark. Not with all these sadistic people in here. But I have to find Harry in case if he's hurt.

My bare feet make no noise on the tiles, my head spinning and my leg stinging. I walk down to the segregated end... where the people go if they're beyond mad. I've never been down there before.

And I sure as hell shouldn't be here after dark. It's dark to begin with, but it doesn't help when a hand wraps around my mouth and drags me into an abandoned cell.

I squirm, but it doesn't do anything.

"Shh, shh," the person says. "Kat, quiet. It's me, Harry." I relax a little bit.

His hand lifts from my mouth.

"What are you doing up?" I ask.

"I was looking for my room and I got lost. I've been here for hours."

I can help but giggle at him.

"Come on, let's go. This part of the building is creepy."

I walk out of the cell followed by Harry, and we walk towards the other end. I stop in my tracks.

"Do you see that?"

"Yep."

A little girl with black hair and a white dress, stands with her back to us, caked in blood.

Without thinking, I grab Harry's hand.

The girl walks forward and straight through a door.

Harry goes for it.

"Are you mad?" I whisper.

"I figured we'd check it out," he shrugs.

"Let's not," I pull him away from the door and we finally get back to the sane-ish end.

"What was that?" I whisper, unable to comprehend hat this nuthouse is in fact, haunted.

"I'm pretty sure a ghost," Harry breathes out.

A scream erupts through the hallways from the segregated end.

I tense up, a natural reaction from being locked up. Nurses rush past us and I hear more screams.

"Do you think that ghost had anything to do with it?" I peep.

"I'm not sure."

"I'm scared, Harry."

"Let's go in my room." We close the door behind us and turn on the lights.

I see a picture of a woman and a girl about my age, maybe older. Maybe his mum and girlfriend. Or sister. Probably girlfriend.

More screams come from outside the door.

"Harry! What's happening?"

"I'm not sure."

"I'm so scared, Harry."

"You're safe with me."

I hear gurgling sounds and a crash. The power goes out.

"Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you believe me now?"

"Mm, yeah."

I bury my face into Harry's chest and hee embraces me, and I tense up as I hear scratching right outside the room's door.

--Harry's POV--

I hear scratching rigth outside the door. I'm not sure where in the room Kat is, but I'm assuming she's squeezing the life out of something. The lighs flicker and I catch a glimpse of Kat... hugging a guy with blood running down his face, his face twisted in a smile.

"Kat, no!"

A bloodcurling scream pierces the air, and I see Kat's face frozen in a scream when the lights flicker again. I lunge towards her and we fall to the floor. The man disappears.

"What just happened?" I say, helping her up.

"You saved my life," she whispers.