Chapter 8

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I couldn't finish watching it but, there was something about it that made me unable to look away. I fell asleep because even thought the wound was bandaged up, I still felt dizzy from loss of blood. When I woke up it was midnight. My room was made up of darkness. Where ever I looked darkness was surrounding me, like a thick fog on a cloudy morning.

"You think you can stop this?" The voice laughed and laughed until another voice started.

"Yes, as a matter of fact. I do and I know I will find a way!" The voice growled and sounded like he was a lion about to attack a gazelle. The first voice sounded familiar I don't know why. The TV showed one last clip, a coffin being placed in the ground with a headstone reading,
Brian Hill Gone But Not Forgotten.
Then the TV went to static and it was the same scene as before except it didn't say the same thing. It said,
Brian Hill The One Who Couldn't Escape Him In Time. Then it went black, I knew there was nothing in my room but I just couldn't shake the feeling someone was watching.

I thought the closet made a shuffling sound, but I thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me. After that I got up and walked over to the TV to turn it off until I heard the same first I had heard on the TV in my left ear. The closet was on the left side of my room.

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