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She ran. That thing was after her again. It always happened. No matter what she did, it found her and tried to kill her. The others had tried to help, but they were killed. Now she was all alone. It was catching up with her. Her heart skipped a beat and sped up. It was going to get her. She knew it. It was the end. There was no use trying to evade it. She was done for.
Everything would disappear if It caught her. She looked back, It was closer now. She panicked. She didn't want to die. It was a few feet from her. It's hand reached out for her shoulder. She looked with terrified eyes. She was going to die. It pulled her to a stop and threw her to the floor. She couldn't believe it.
Her eyes never left the blade that was in It's hand. It raised the blade above it's head. She closed her eyes. It stabbed the blade into her chest, pushing further in, making her scream and flail her arms.
She glared at the screen with wide eyes. It read:
YOU DIED
“No!” she screamed into the headset,throwing her head back, “So close! I was so close!” She threw her hands into the air, exasperated. A voice responded back gently.
“Its fine Alice. We can try it again,” the voice said.
Alice glanced over at the time, throwing it a grimacing look. She irritatedly spoke again, “Can't, I got to go to school. Talk to you later, Mike.”
“Alright,” Mike said casually.
And with that, Alice took the headset off and placed in on the desk. She turned off the computer and walked over to the opened door. She reached for the light switch and flicked one of them. The lights turned off and she walked out of the room.
Alice ran up the white stairs, tripping and occasionally stumbling up them. She ran to the kitchen and grabbed a piece of toast and left. She crossed through the hallway, eating the toast, and grabbed her backpack off of the floor.
She opened the door and quickly shut it behind her, then began to run to the bus stop. She peered down at the watch that was taught around her wrist. It read:
6:53 a.m.
“I'm going to be late? How am I late? I left the house at 6:30,” she inwardly cussed. She heard the familiar sound of the rusted, yellow car. She sped up. Not wanting to miss the bus again, she began to yell out.
“Wait! Wait! Come on, please stop!”
As if magic, the bus driver turned his head and braked suddenly. Alice inwardly smirked. Maybe it was her lucky day after all.
►►IN THE GAME◄◄
Alice went through the same schedule as she had for the past two months: Biology, Calculus, History, Study Hall, Lunch, Physical Education, Italian, and finally English. She had dosed off slightly during English. She couldn't stop thinking about playing the game and killing that damned monster. Her brain then remembered that they were in class and couldn't afford to fall asleep; she'd get another detention if she did, for the third time.
Her attention was towards the teacher, Mrs. Waterson. Today's class had been about all types of folklore. Apparently about Friday the 13th. One of the most common folklore, like the Vanishing Hitchhiker. She had been talking about how if there was a full moon on a Friday the 13th, all Hell would break loose. You know, the earthquakes, the earth splitting open, demons possessing people. All the bad stuff.
