Chapter 15

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I was up all night, I could not wait to go to mom's work! We were all in the car, then we arrived. "Now kids, I need you to behave. Don't touch anything!" She turned to me. "And I expect you to watch them and make sure none of them get lost." I nodded.

We entered the building, it was WAY bigger than I expected. Mom grabbed a clipboard. "Now, you all stay here and Emily is incharge. I need to go speak with Doctor Little." Mom had talked about Doctor little, he always sounded creepy to me. She walked away. "Alright, now everyone, what do you-" I paused. Where's Ben? I looked around. He was gone. Oh great you lost him. Idiot. Now your mom will hate you! I shook my head. "Carrie, you're in charge, watch Terry, I need to find Ben..." She nodded I started to walk around, When I heard his voice. He was speaking to someone. "Ben!?" I shouted. I noticed, down the hall one of those white doors were open. I ran to it. Ben was there, but so was a girl, who I assumed lived here. "Ben, that's a nice name..." She smiled. I grabbed Ben's arm. "Ben!" Ben tried to wiggle free. Then i noticed she had a straitjacket on. I thought, Then realized she is a mental crazy person. Ben pulled away "BEN!" I shouted, he kept pulling his arm away. "Were gonna get in trouble if you don't come now!" I was trying my best to be calm. It wasn't because we were going to get in trouble, it was because I didn't want to be around a crazy person. The girl in the straight jacket had a creepy look on her face, like if we were her next victim. Then she said "My name is Rebecca what's yours?" I looked at her, "What the hell do you want from us!?" I started shaking, but managed to at least look calm. I finally got Ben. "To be free and then Carl can be mine!" She smiled, it was a twisted smile. "Carl... Who the hell is Carl?!" I felt someone drag me and Ben out of the cell. I looked up. "George?"

"Emily, what were you thinking!?" He closed the door, "Why were you two in there!?" Ben shrugged, I did the same. "Don't do that again..." He mumbled, annoyed. I looked over at Ben, he looked a bit scared, also considering that there was a huge dog that George was holding a chain leash to.

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I was walking around, when I noticed a cell. "Carl..." That's what it said on it.

Cell 145

Carl Miles

Harzord

I saw my hand press the button and my legs go towards the cell. I was curious and wanted to know who Carl was. He turned to me. "Hello there~" He smiled. "Uh... Hi..." I waved. "I'm Carl... Who are you...?" I noticed he was also in a straight jacket. "Uhm... I'm Emily... My mom works here..."

"How old are you? I'm 15"

"I'm also 15..."

"You know you're really pretty..." He said in a creepy tone. I shook it off maybe he is just being nice.... I thought to myself. 

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