Who's There

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Chapter 1:

Spencer's P.O.V:

I was eating my dinner, when the door opened. That's wierd both my parents are in Chicago and Melissa's still in London. Plus, Toby always uses the back door.

"Hello, who's there?" I called out.

"Just me." A brittish accent that belonged to Wren.

"Wren, what are you doing here?" He has no right to just walk into my house like that.

"Taking back what's mine." Wren held a bat and he's wearing all black. Just like A.

"What are you doing?" I barley got the wuestion out, because it was laced in fear. I knew the answer, but I had to ask. I felt pain on the back of my head and liquid running down my head.

"I'm sprry I had to do this to you Spence." Then complete blackness surrounded me.

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