"Very funny," Harry retorted, spinning around to glare at Niall and Liam. "Do you think I'm going to fall for that same dumb trick again?"
"But it wasn't me," said Liam, slanting a glance under the bridge.
"Then who is it?" I shouted.
The silence closed around us, a chill raced down my spine. I edged back along the platform, away from the bridge. If Niall and Liam hadn't made that spooky sound, what had?
Liam dug into his jeans pocket and pulled out a small torch. He flicked it on and swung the beam around under the bridge. The torchlight passed over the slimy concrete.
Nothing was there.
Well, so I thought...
Until-
Something glowed in the farthest gloom-
Something that looked like-
Eyes! A pair of green eyes!
"What is it?" gasped Harry.
"I don't know okay?" Liam breathed, holding the torch steady and squinting into the shadows.
"I think it's a cat," Niall said with a laugh. "Cats have eyes that glow in the dark."
"But their eyes aren't as bid as those eyes!" I argued.
"What if it's a very big cat?" Tom countered.
The green eyes appeared to blink, then were gone. We heard a faint scraping sound from under the bridge.
"It's getting away!" Harry shouted.
Liam moved the torch from side to side. The beam fell on the grimy concrete. Suddenly, a faint movement caught my attention.
"Over there!" I called urgently.
But when he swing the torch toward where I was pointing, nothing was visible.
"I wonder what it was," he said numbly, aiming the beam along the outer edge of the bridge.
Niall shrugged. "I told you. It was a cat."
"Something was definitely under the bridge," Harry said firmly. "And it wasn't a cat!"
Liam let out a startled cry.
The next moment, the torch fell from his grasp. The lens shattered, and the torch went bouncing down the side of the canal into the water. We caught a final glimpse of it's light shining before it vanished beneath the surface in a burst of bubbles.
"Hey what happened?" Niall asked his friend, bewildered. "Why did you drop it?"
"That's just it. I didn't!" Liam's face had just drained of colour, and his eyes were wide with fear. "Something hit my hand. I felt it. Something invisible knocked the torch out of my hand!"
A/N: Well, I'm so pissed with life at the moment so make me happy with votes and comments.
-Sharon
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The Haunted Hangman
TerrorLouis Tomlinson wants to see an Asian ghost. But a visit to a spooky canal puts his life in the hands of THE HAUNTED HANGMAN. Is he doomed? Or can he save his neck? *This book is one of the Mr. Midnight series but we made it as a 1D version. Hope y...