(Rylan's P.O.V) The man, a dark figure, even in broad daylight, pulled out the missing book and handed me a sharp knife. "prick your finger, sweetheart, and I'll thin about not killing your brother." he said in what sounded like joy, but I couldn't make out his face. "what... are you?" I ask, knowing that there was fear on my face. "me?" he asked. " if you knew what i was, you would be bowing down to me." he laughed. I cower away from this... thing, and think about calling for help. "i wouldn't" he said, reading my thoughts. my hand slowly drifts to the remote to call a nurse into the room. The thing grabbed my wrist, and pressed the sharp knife into my palm. "come now, sweetheart, prick your finger." he said in a deathly voice. Then he showed me his eyes.
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(Delta P.O.V.) "how are you feeling, kiddo?" Dr. Cinder asked after the policemen left. " I feel great-ish." I answer. "my head hurts, but that's it. where's Rylan?" a throb of pain goes through my head as I try to stand up. "whoa delta, slow down" Dr. Cinder said. " I need to see her. something is wrong." I protest. I wobble out of the room and down the hall. Then, I hear Rylan whimper as I'm outside a door. I put my hand on the doorknob and my heartbeat quickens. i count to three and walk through the door. Nothing is out of place, the room is empty, except for Rylan, laying in her bed. She had a Knife on her lap and blood running down her wrist. "what happened?" I ask.
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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...
