Chapter 5

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*ELISE'S POV*

I was getting ready to go to sleep. It was 1:24 am. I let down my long, curly hair. Red was at the sofa next to my bed. The next thing she did was standing up and walking towards the bed before laying on it. She took a glance at me. I knew what she wanted. She wanted to sleep on my bed.

I guess locking the door for one night wouldn't hurt anyone, right?

I put some covers on top of her as I lay on the sofa, falling slowly asleep.

I woke up by the sound of something falling. Did Red wake up?
I opened my eyes and see nothing. Only Red sleeping peacefully on my bed. Nothing else. Maybe It was nothing more than my imagination. I shrugged the feeling off. I closed my eyes and that's when I heard some whispers. I opened my eyes once again, seeing two figures in front of my bed, looking at Red. Who are they? Why are they here? What do they want?

I stood there, laying on the sofa, not knowing what to do. Now they're whisper-yelling. I tried not to cry but it's a difficult task in this situation. A whimper escaped from my lips and I felt how the two figures stopped talking to look directly at me, walking towards me. I started to hyperventilate as I thought of nothing more than turning on the lamp that was next to the sofa. The room was slightly illuminated and I could see who the figures were. The tall guy had black, spiky hair, a white hoodie, some black jeans and sneakers. This guy wasn't normal. At all. He was COMPLETELY white, had black around his eyes and a wide smile. I shivered. The next guy was....He was just...staring at me, eye-widened, tears of...blood were falling down his cheeks. He was wearing a....Link suit?
I looked at them eye-widened. Then, I finally decided to snap. "W-w-who are you? Why are y-you here?"

"Look, girl, we're not here to chitchat. You have something that belongs to us," the man with the white hoodie spoke.

"And that is...?" I gulped.

He points to Red, still sleeping. "What? Red? N-No. I-I found her on the beach,"

The man with the white hoodie looks over at the other guy. The other guy is not reacting normally. He's still looking at me, with blood dripping from his eyes. "Yo, Ben, what's wrong?" the man asked this 'Ben'....

Ben.....

No. No. It can't be, Elise. He's freaking dead.

This 'Ben' just stared at me and the only words that came out of him were, "Australian accent..... You...."

I tilted my head to a side, extremely confused now.

"Ben, what the fuck? Do you know her?" The other man asked Ben.

"Jeff, we need to go," Ben started crying. I was completely shocked by now. "What? We're not leaving without Sky!"

Ben started to sob and insisted. "Let's go!"

"No, Ben. I'm not leaving," this man named 'Jeff' stated.

"You're not taking Red!" I hissed.

"Her name is Sky. And yes, we're taking her. She doesn't belong here,"

I managed to stand up and throw a punch to Jeff, but he just grabbed my wrist and put too much pressure on it. I yelped as he threw me to the floor. "Don't mess with us, kid,"

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