I looked all around me. Nothing but me, Carrie and darkness. I could feel the warm hand of Carrie on my shoulder. "What do we do now?" asked Carrie in a low whisper.
"This time, I don't know" I answered, my voice trailing off. "All we can do is stick together." I felt Carrie's hand jerk away from my shoulder. I looked over to where Carrie was once sitting, she had disappeared. I looked around trying to see if I could see Carrie, but still nothing. The darkness didn't help.
"Carrie, Carrie!" I cry in a low whisper. Then all of a sudden, almost as fast as a gun shot, I feel a firm grasp over my leg. Then before I could get away from the hand that was holding my leg, could feel a sharp needle jabbing in my leg. I dropped to the floor, totally unconscious.
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Museum Nightmare
RandomTwo sworn enemies, Carrie and Claire, get trapped in a museum with two killers hot on their trail. Will Carrie and Claire get out safely?
