SNAW: Seven Nights At The Wise's

Cassia16 - NIGHT 2

"Oww...."  I groaned.

I shook my head, opening my eyes.

I was still on the ground near the couch, the phone facedown next to me.

I rubbed my eyes and looked around.

It was...really dark in here....

I looked up at the clock and gasped.

11:57 pm.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

I quickly picked it up, checking the caller ID.

Unknown.

I answered it.

C:  H-Hello?

Unknown:  YOU NEED TO GET IN A ROOM NOW.

I flinched at the sudden harshness and jumped up, running back to the bathroom.

If it protected me once, it should protect me again...right?

I ran in and shut both doors, locking them.

11:59 pm.

Unknown:  What is your phone percentage?

I checked and my heart stopped for half a second.

C:  12%....

Unknown:  Oh God...she knocked you out, didn't she...?

C:  Yeah....

Unknown:  Crap.  *shuffling sounds*  Ok, here's how it goes.  You'll need to turn the phone onto ultra power saving mode.  It'll turn off ALL functions of the phone except for emergency call, time, and the cameras.  The screen will also get very dim, so you'll have to look at it closer.  However, it should last the night.  *more shuffling sounds*  Crap...so soon?  Uh, I gotta go....  Please...stay alive.

The beeping noise came, meaning she hung up.

I shivered slightly and did as she said, turning on ultra power saving mode.

Everything happened like she said it would.

12:00 am.

I bit my lip and looked through the cameras.

Everything was in place.  Daddy Dog was in his room, Becca Bear was typing away at her computer, Rachel Raccoon was MIA, and Caleb Cat was playing in his room.

I took deep breaths, flipping through the cameras.

Everyone seemed to stay in the same position, which scared me.

No one was advancing towards me.

I then turned to Cam 3, and my heart stopped for probably a second.

"i...il...?"  I whispered.

There was no doubt.

il was standing in the living room.

She wasn't moving, but she just stared at the blank TV, completely still.

But...she had a weird tail...?

11%.

il then whirled around, staring into the camera.  I yelped.

What the...?

There was no way to describe her, so IRL Becca drew what il looked like.

"AND IT LOOKS HORRIBLE!"