It was cold. Night time was falling. Unlike regular teenagers, I didn't have parents to have a curfew. Right then left, right then left, was all I could think in my head. I could see my breath in the cold air. If I even knew where I was going, I know I would never go through a dark mysterious alley. But my stupid curiousity got the best of me, my name was Clea.
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Underneath
HorrorEvery midnight on Halloween, a person is chosen to see the underworld. Or should I say become trapped in the Underworld. Follow Clea as she goes through this horrific adventure, and see what's really underneath.
