Charlotte POV
We all let go of the board -except Annabeth- and stood up.
"Fools" I heard a voice behind me say.
I screamed, but I was unable to move. I felt a hand in mine and I was being dragged away.
My legs moved on there own, but my brain was on shutdown.
Somebody made me duck down and we were now cramped down in a little space.
I felt hands cupping my face and forcing me to look at my rescuer, or killer.
I saw benjamins soft features and i started crying, her pulled me into his embrace.
"I don't like this joke" I whispered.
"Me neither" He said, his voice slightly muffled.
We were in a small closet.
"Don't hide" It's haunting voice could be heard from the inside.
I was shaking, fear blocking any reasonable thinking i might have had.
The closet door opened and I thought I was going to die.
Torture.
So... some horror finally came, it isn't a lot but it's something. (I guess)
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The sound of illusion |:ON HOLD:|
HorrorAnnabeth is your normal collage student, but what happens when her and her friends decide to go to a cottage for the spring break?