Part 2

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"So divine we meet again!" Cackled the Psychiatrist.

"Let me go! Spat Olive.

"Aww feisty one ain't she!" Declared the Psychiatrist "Have some fun boys!".

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August woke up, and his head throbbed. Yet all he could think about was Olive. He fought his chains, and tried to break free, but it was useless.

"August, I shoulda known," murmured a voice.

"Who is it?" He asked.

"Freema," said the voice.

"Your alive, Ha Ha!" Screamed August.

"Olive will be okay, I promise," reassured Freema.

"How do you know?" Wandered August.

Freema crawled into the dim lights, and August held back vomit. A long gash stained her swollen, black and blue face. Her white t-shirt was stained with blood.

"I've had several appointments myself," explained Freema.

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" What do you mean Olive didn't show up for school?" Asked Delilah Benson.

"Um, Mrs. Benson is she not sick?" Asked the women.

" No I dropped her off by the school!" Demanded Delilah.

"Is it a possibility she ditched?" Asked the women.

Delilah was about to awnser, but a hand covered her mouth.

"Say yes," a voice whispered.

"Yes!" She squeaked into the phone.

BANG. Delilah Benson fell into a pool of blood on her living room floor.

"Mrs. Benson, Mrs. Benson?" Called the women on the phone.

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I gasped as they threw an unconscious Olive to the ground.

"Olive wake up!" Cried August who was cradling her in his arms

Her as fluttered open, but they had a dull haze.

"They kellled mi mi om," slurred Olive

I was utterly disgusted at how disoriented they had left Olive. All of a sudden the lights shut off, and the fingernails began to screech. Everyone in the hall went into a frenzy.

"It's the end!" someone yelled.

I chuckled it was probably just another group in need of a scare. I was wrong, and then they came. They wore hospital gowns, and had pale faces. Their eyelids, and all around were burgundy. The fingernails were long and brown. They shuffled forward, and moaned. I recognized the wail of Livia, the little girl. Soon i was screeching as fingernails screeched up my body. Olive was unconscious, but was soon awakened by the pain. August's dirty, but unharmed skin soon was stained with blood, his screams conveying the pain. I could hear Amanda cursing, and Lou and Luke calling for each other. Soon it was over, and the dim, artificial lights flicked on.

"I guess every time we heard them this is what happened," inquired August.

"Cccccclevveer, aaauggggusst," stuttered Olive.

"Shhh," coaxed August.

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Authors note

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