Everything after that was a blur. the police set up a crime scene investigation and the ambulance put me in a stretcher, even though i protested. Rylan and I got separated, and i blacked out after that.
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I woke up in a hospital bed, my left hand cuffed to it. "wha...?" i say half-awake. "don't move too much" a dark figure said from the corner. "Dr. Cinder?" I croak out. "hey kiddo" he answers back.l "you took quite the beating, huh? broken skull, 5 broken ribs and internal bleeding. Damn kid, you're a tough one." he smiles. "why am i cuffed to this bed?" I demand. The images of three days ago flash back to my mind. "precautionary measures. They think you killed Dylan." he answered gravely. "where's Rylan?" i ask half-shouting. "calm down, Rylan is fine." he said. a weird flurry of relief went through me. Two policemen walked through the door. "Delta, we would like to ask you a couple questions." the man on the right said.
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(Rylan's P.O.V.) I woke up, my head killing me. "Delta...?" i ask. A person sitting next to the bed answered. "No, sweetheart, but I'll let you see him if you do EXACTLY what I say." a shot of fear went through my stomach.
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Sciophobia
HorrorHave you ever wondered why little kids are afraid of their shadows? Maybe they can see something we cant. I see it too, but I tell myself that it's not there. In this book, a group of teenagers who realize the meaning behind Sciophobia; The fear o...
