Chapter 11

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When I woke up I looked around. I was in the same room I was the first time I got here. But then I wondered where my new friend, Emily was. I tried to get up and realized, I wasn't chained for once! I got up and looked for my phone. I realized it was missing. Then I remembered I had dropped it when Emily and I were getting attacked. I got up and walked around the hospital looking for Emily. I kept hearing screams but ignored them and kept looking. I couldn't find her. Then I remembered one special room I hadn't checked. The place where they keep the dead bodies. Where they put me that one time, even though I wasn't dead. I walked slowly to that room. I was worried someone might hear my footsteps in the hallway. When I got to the room I saw her body. I helped her up and we ran out again. But when we got out, we weren't on the earth. We were somewhere else, where people fed off of other people. A place that wasn't earth. I yelled out, "Hey, you! What's going on?" The person looked up at me, a boy that was only 7. He had the black eyes, but eyes that were darker then black. But his eyes seemed friendly. But he wasn't. When he looked at me he smiled an evil smile. He got up from the floor and walked calmly towards Emily and I. We didn't move. "We need to run" Emily said, "he's dangerous." I ignored her and stood there. But then she ran without me. She ran and ran and ran. I looked back and saw her gone. When I turned back to face the boy he was breathing on my face. He backed up. His lips were sewn and his eyes were black and his face was swollen. Even though his lips were sewn words still came out of his mouth, "Help." When he said that I backed up and said, "how?" I wanted to help him, he seemed like he needed me.

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