6:17a.m
2 hours before school starts.Bzzzzzzzzzzzz
"One new voicemail"
...
"Playing voicemail"I groan. Its probably my mom talking about my grades or something.I slowly sit up rubbing my eyes.
"Hey?Awake yet? Hopefully, because I'm only going to say this once-"
Wait.This isn't anyone I know...
"Who the heck...”
I jolt up and rush over to my phone. Its screen was black with a cross on it. I pick my phone up to get a closer look, while the voicemail continues-
"Listen,your God is dead. You and 20 others have the power to take his place. But be careful with who you trust...”
I furrow my eyebrows.The hell?Whoever this was sounds pretty serious to. Doesnt seem like a joke. I started to panic. I wanted to tell my mom but at the same time I was afraid something would happen.
"Whatever it takes to become God,am I right?"
All of a sudden I felt my hand get this horrible pain, kind of like a burning sensation as it traveled all the way from my hand to my neck. I stared at my hand. It was bleeding but my phone was clean. I threw the phone on the floor and went to wash my hands.After that I went back to bed,cleary confused and terrified as to what just happened,and drifted off to sleep.
___That voicemail was in my head the whole walk to school. I just couldn't stop thinking about it. Maybe it was a joke.How could our God be dead?And what do "they" even mean by "Our God"?Not everyone has the same...
"You ok,Apollo?"
Iris looked at me and gave me a worried glance. Her voice shaking a little. She put her hand up to my face.
"You're sweating-"
She must've been looking at me for a while now.
"Well-Yeah-its just..."
I stop dead in my tracks.
"What is it?"
I sigh. I know Iris would never lie to me...right???
"Did you happen to get a weird voicemail this morning?
There was a brief pause for a moment. The sympathetic smile Iris gave me before turned into a more serious one. It caught me by surprise actually.
"No".
She started walking without me but more sped up this time. I caught up to her a little bit. She was a few steps ahead
"Hah..Must've been a bad dream again."
I gave a nervous laugh.
"it better have been.."
She mumbled and the rest of the walk was silent.
End of Chapter 2.

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Lost Ourselves[Wip]
Mystery / ThrillerApollo is an average seventh grade girl,with an average life. One day she gets an unsettling call from her phone that changed everything Not knowing who to trust,or betray next, Apollo must be apart of a challenge that puts her and her family's live...