who ya gonna call - fourteen

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The next evening, after all of our classes were over with, Marcie and I met the boys in the dorm. It was getting pretty close to Christmas, and it was already pitch black outside.

Jerome grinned, "I-It's a little spooky, huh?" 

"M-more like cold." Mitch snapped, rubbing his arms. 

I grinned, leaning closer to Ian. I wasn't cold. Marcia looked at me and wiggled her eyebrows, making me shake my head. Shatup, I mouthed. 

We were all sitting in the leather chairs, alone. 

"Actually it is kinda-" Ian started to say before he was abrubtly cut off. The power flickered for a moment, encasing us in darkness, then it completely shut off.

Jerome screamed like a girl, sending us all in a laughing fit.

"Eh, Dudes its a-okay, Mitchey-poo to the rescue." Mitch countered, rising from his seat and following the walls. 

"Where ya going, bud?" Jerome said. I couldn't make out where anyone was, so I just had to trust my ears. 

No answer

"Creeepppy." Marcia mumbled. I could hear some shuffling, but that was it.

We sat in silence for a little bit before we heard a blood curdling scream.

Haha evil me! Clifffffhanngehhh

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