Adopted By Magcon (under construction)

Chapter Seventy-Four

Hope you guys slept well last night.
Make sure yall see the Ouija movie.
There's the commercial above.

Karly's POV

I woke up to my skin being roughly dragged across the floor. I looked towards my feet but saw nothing pulling me.

My first instinct was to scream and pull away but it did nothing. I looked around the gym but there was nobody but the Ouija board sitting in the middle of the gym circled by dim candles and a open bible.

My heart was ready to jump out of my chest and burn on the floor. The board gave me a blank stare despite the fact that it had no eyes, but it had a soul, it had many souls probably containing each soul lost in this school such as Christina.

"Hayes" I screamed with my life.

"Peyton" I cried out.

"Hailey" I whispered hopelessly. Tears started streaming down my cheeks.

I was pulled into an office, It must be the gym teachers. My head was thrown into a wall. I pulled out my phone trying to make light in the darkened office.

I shinned my light towards a light switch. I hovered my finger over it and quickly snatched it off. The switch was freezer burnt, it was so cold it felt like it was in a frozen ice block for years.

The light switch gave my finger a frost bite. I put my finger in my mouth sending warm spit and hot breath to it.

I put my hand in my pocket to keep it warm and tried jerking the door open.
I twisted the knob over and over again.

Angrily I kicked the door stubbing my toe. I sat down and held my foot babying my toe. The pain slowly went away as I remembered that my back had a rug burn from being dragged.

"Let me out" I cried banging my fist on the hard door. I wasn't the only one crying, a mans cry started covering mine.

A cry that would play over in over again in my head. The cry startled me, I shinned my light towards the other end of the room.

A scream flew out as a I jumped backwards. At the end of the room hung a man by a rope.

His crusted Pale face looked at me. His head cocked to a creepy angle. His eyes were still opened, big cold eyes looked into mine.

I closed my eyes counting to 10 as I panicked. I tried opening the door again but it was stuck.

"Dammit" I cried.

I looked back again and relief covered me, nothing was there. I turned my back to the door and yelled.

The face of the man stood 2 inches away from my hot sweaty head.

"What do you want!!" I yelled.

I leaned against the door putting all 110 pounds on it. Suddenly the door fell over making me go down with it.

The wind was knocked right out of me. I laid there on my back trying to find air but none was there.

I laid there not breathing but staring into space. Wondering if this was where my life ends, if this was where I'd die; in a old murder scene.

I would cry if I had the energy.

I cried gasping for air over and over again but I failed, I felt my face slowly loss it's life.

I tried for one more gasp of air. I slowly closed my eyes hoping I'd wake up again.