Part 11: The Towel

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You woke up and looked over. Jason wasn't there. You got scared because you suddenly thought that everything that happened the last two days was just a dream, but you quickly erased that thought from your head because you were still in Jason's bed and in his room. You got up and grabbed your toothbrush next to the towel hanging on the side of the dresser and walked into the hallway. While you were in the hallway, you were startled by the booming voice coming from the bathroom. "Can someone get me a towel?!". You didn't know what to do, so with a loud voice, you said, "hellooo?!". You were hoping Michelle or someone else in the house would answer so you would get them to do it. No one responded. Aside from the shower noise coming from the bathroom, you realized you were basically talking to yourself. "HELLO?! CAN SOMEONE GET ME A TOWEL?!", the voice repeated. You jumped from being startled. You went back to Jason's room and grabbed the towel. You knocked on the bathroom door. No response. You knocked again, this time louder and longer. No response. You opened the door slowly but it swung open by itself. He was just getting out of the shower. He turned around. You saw him. You saw Jason. You saw the WHOLE Jason Waud. You stood there for a moment for what felt longer than it actually was. You dropped your toothbrush and towel, and ran back to Jason's room and shut the door behind you. 

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