Trapped (a short horror story)

Part 2

"Cassidy?"

I can see it again.. The bloody figure is standing before me... It's reaching out its hand.. And..

"Cassidy!" Yells mrs.jones

"Yes?" Shocked to not see the figure again..

With an agitated look she says " this is no time for day dreaming!"

"Sorry ma'am" I look down at my notes

I start to draw.. I draw a long corridor with bloody hand prints everywhere... Writing saying "your next" but what dose it mean?

"What dose it mean!?!" I shout out loud as the bell rings

My class mates leave and say as they go.. "Freak much?"

I quickly run out.. Leaving my notes open to the drawing and mrs.jones sees it..

(End part 2)