CHARLOTTE POV
The lights were turned off and we all sat down.
My boyfriend sat beside me and grabbed my hand.
Annabeth took the little thing that can move around and spun it in circles for a few seconds.
"DO NOT remove your hand before saying goodbye, and don't speak at the same time" She said.
We all nodded and placed our hands on the thing.
we sat in silence for a while until Jean spoke up. "Is anyone here?"
The plate started moving on to 'yes'
"Very funny" I say through my teeth.
"I didn't do it" Annabeth says slowly, the others claiming they didn't either.
"What's your name?" I ask.
It moves over to 'no' and we all look confused, but then it starts moving again.
"W, R, O, N, G..." we read out loud. "Wrong question?" I ask, half to myself, half to the 'ghost'
The candles we lit all go out and were left in darkness.
"You should've asked if you can still escape" A voice said.
Theres no escape, it was right.
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The sound of illusion |:ON HOLD:|
TerrorAnnabeth is your normal collage student, but what happens when her and her friends decide to go to a cottage for the spring break?
