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Its three in the morning and I still haven't gone to sleep, I haven't been able to stop thinking about what he said.

"That would ruin the surprise my dear"

What surprise? What is he planning?

I thought while pacing around my room.
I heard my stomach grumble and decided to go find something to eat. 
As I walking down the halls of the hotel I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched, no doubt it was Alastor.
I was too hungry to give a damn so I just kept walking.
I looked in the fridge and of course the only thing in there was Popsicle. 

" Charlie really needs to go buy some actual food" I whisper to myself.

I grabbed a Popsicle and started walking back to my room, taking the turn to the hallway my room was on. Out of nowhere a sound that could pierce through your skull ringed through my head. It sounded like the static on a radio, but extremely loud.

Why can't anyone else here it? It so loud. Am I the only one who can here it? If that's so I know exactly who's causing this.

I tried standing up and walking out of the hotel maybe if I get faraway from him the sound will stop. Getting to the stairs I realised walking down them would be far to difficult, with this sound in my head. Using the only method I could think of I sat on the railing of the stairs and slid down.
I made It down with a little trip, my eyesight becoming more blurred and my limbs tiring.

Looking at the door I could make out a tall, skinny male figure standing there. (It was at this moment Y/N new she fu**** up)
I knew who it was but I couldn't run, a mixture of fear and pain running through my head; stopping me from moving let alone running and the sound became louder as he moved closer.
I fell to the ground clutching at my head, curling up in pain. My head felt like it was going to explode.
I my eyes fluttering as they threatened to close shut. To sore to fight back my tired eyes I close them and hope to dear Satan that I wake up okay. 

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