Peyton POV
I thought it would be a normal day, oh hell I was wrong. It was all Emily's fault she dared me to do it.I barely escaped.I only have one eye thanks to her.We used to be friends, I made the wrong choice...
"Are you scared? I bet you are!" Emily shrieked.
"No I'm not!" Peyton replied, "I'm not scared of anything! Not even spiders!"
They were stood behind an old, abandoned hospital. It was shut down after a blind man had gone crazy and tried to steal people's eyes for his own. People say he still lurks the corridors of the hospital, listening, waiting, searching... Ready to pounce at anything with life. Legend says his hearing is so sharp that he can hear your heartbeat from the next room, fumbling around, waiting to grab anything radiating warmth."Go inside then! I dare you!" A smirk found its way across Emily's face.
"No! What if the legends are true and the crazy blind man is still there! What if I loose my eyes!" Tears gathered at Peyton's eyes, threatening to fall.
"Don't be such a baby! If you see him close your eyes and hide! Duh!" Emily retorted.
"What if I freeze in fear and my eyes don't close in time? HE'LL KILL ME AND STEAL MY EYES!" A tear slipped from her eye and slowly ran down her cheek.
"See! You are scared! You're crying!" Emily paused, mocking Peyton's facial expression "I'm Peyton! I'm a little baby!!" Emily laughed out loud, then suddenly stopped.
"Why did you stop? What's wrong? Emily!" Peyton questioned."Did you hear that?" Emily whispered.
"Hear what, Emily? What did you hear?" Peyote whispered back, her voice trembling with every word.
She had heard a loud bottle smash into a thousand tiny shards on the concrete floors.
Peyton began to sob loudly, tears cascading down her rosy cheeks."Well I'm not afraid, looks like you will be though soon!" Emily said as she shoved Peyton into the exit and blocked it with a large branch to barricade Peyton inside, she ran away. Then suddenly, Peyton heard a noise ....
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The Eye.
HorrorIt's Emily's fault. All her fault. Now I'm stuck in this rotten place. He's a psycho. He's coming. I have to run. He's coming.... For me...