Chapter fourteen

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I opened my eyes and sat up. I frowned as I realized I was sitting in the middle of the hallway in the school. I could barely see anything because it was dark. How did I get here? I stood up and tried to find my phone in my pockets but I couldn't find it. Did I sleepwalk? I made my way towards the door of the school until I heard a growl. Huh, what was that?

I slowly turned around and saw nothing.

Someone was screaming in pain and it sounded exactly like Francis.

I followed the scream but as soon as I got closer, nobody was there.

There was another growl behind me. I slowly turned around and saw the Beast.

"Nope, this can't be real." I whispered to myself. The Beast lunged and my eyes widened. I turned around and I ran as fast as I could. However, I feel like I'm not running fast. The Beast was quickly catching up to me. How did I get here anyways?

I kept running but it felt like I ran for hours and it feels like the hallway is way longer than usual.

All of sudden, I wasn't in the school, but I was now running in the woods. What the hell? It has to be a dream, right? I screamed as I felt the claws piercing through my skin. I fell on the ground and felt the beast standing above me. I closed my eyes, waiting to die...

But it never came. I opened my eyes and it was daylight and I could hear the birds chirping. I felt like I wasn't alone, like if someone was holding me but I was free and able to walk which was confusing me...

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I watched the news in the kitchen as I ate the bowl of cereals. My dad installed a small TV a few days ago in the kitchen and I'm glad because my brother is always watching the TV or playing video games in the living room. I didn't get any sleep last night. Well, not after that dream. I ended up reading the book that Amanda's mother gave to me. 

I glanced at my uncle as he walked into the kitchen.

My dad didn't tell me why uncle Daniel came back into town but whatever. I'm glad he's here. I haven't seen him for a long time. I mean, yes he came for Christmas but why this year? Why not three, four years ago?

I watched as he walked towards a cabinet and took out a bowl, then poured Frosted Flakes in it.

I looked back at the TV and my body tensed as I saw a picture of Francis on the TV. Suddenly, I could feel the bile rise up in my throat. Then they explained that Francis was the last one killed so far and that they were hoping they would find the murderer.

Logan had been quiet last night after he drove me home. I tried to know more about vampires but he just changed the subject every time.  How does he know about vampires? I wanted to tell him about werewolves but I wasn't sure if he knew about them too or only vampires...

My thoughts were interrupted as Uncle Daniel came to sit down beside me and grabbed the remote and augmented the volume.

"Hopefully they find the murderer soon." My uncle said as he kept eating his breakfast.

I nodded. If you knew what killed him, you would be scared to death. I grabbed my bowl and walked towards the sink and put it in it. I let out a deep breath. I think I'm having anxiety. Since last night, I have trouble breathing.

I watched as my brother came into the kitchen with a box of donuts. My eyes widened. He placed the box on the counter next to me and opened the box. Oh, god, there's three donuts left and one is a chocolate glazed donut. My hand reached for it but Liam slapped my hand and I pulled it back.

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