A Pocket Full Of Poseys

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Aria and the group of girls huddled together in fear they would loose each other in the hustle. The darkness terrified Sarah and she was clinging onto her sisters for dear life. Jade hugged the two sisters and clutched the sleeve of Rowan's nursing dress; to make sure she was still there.

Then a beam of light shot into the room as a door opened and a light shone through. Aria looked up from her safety huddle to see Michael with a giant yellow working flash light thing.

"Michael?" She whispered and looked at the boy, he had lots of blood in him, and she was certain it was his own.

She gasped and ran up to him. His pockets were stuffed with flowers. She looked up at him. "What.. Happened?" She asked, she was slowly growing a liking toward the boy. Aria's blonde hair was sticking up and out from running and rolling around, not that she cared, but michael did and he fixed it.

"I.. I confronted that doll of yours, she was mean, so I told her to be nice to you.. And.. And she.. Did not like that." He chuckled.

"MICHAEL SHE IS CAPABLE OF LOTS OF TERROR YOU KNOW THIS!?" Aria screamed at Michael, how could he be so stupid, "so she... Killed everybody? Didn't she?"

"and tried to kill me." He said, "she even stuffed my pockets with... These UH... Flowers, I don't know what they are." He said pulling out one of the flowers.

"Posy. It's a posy." Rowan said, pushing up her burgundy glasses that looked a tad too small for her. But they suited her, they made her eyes big though. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a pony tail, "she put little posy flowers in your pocket."

"That's sick." Jade gagged.

"Don't." Aria said, "do not call her sick. She is a nice person and she gets rid of people who don't like me so I can be with people who care!!!"

"Aria, she is a doll!" Rowan said, "it isn't the doll, you two are both imagining something a doll isn't capable of such things."

"No. But a soul is." Aria stated cooly, that doll of hers may be a killer but she helped Aria threw everything. "And you should watch what you say, or you will be next."

"You will be arrested!" Rowan said.

"I never said I'd kill her!" Aria defended herself, "I simply said watch what you say or you're next."

"That does sound like you're going to kill her.." Sarah said.

"Sarah." Jade mumbled, "stay out of it." Sarah nodded and looked down.

Michael closed the door and found some candles and lit them up, bringing light into the room again. Aria locked the door again and made sure nothing could get in; thought there were some ways that couldn't be stopped.

"So she's making a plan." Aria said, "a design. For everybody dying?" She asked sitting down at a table.

"Ring around the rosy.. Like she is basing what ever she is doing off that nursery rhyme." Michael joined in, sitting beside her, the other girls joined in and sat down across from them.

Rowan nodded, "who ever it is killing off everybody, " she said, not giving into the doll being the killer; for she had forgotten the previous occasion that had happened "basing it off that song, from what we know that it. How do we know she put rosy's in every one else's? She didn't for the children.."

"...maybe because they were children? Or maybe she only got the idea after; later on..?" Michael shrugged. "Katy drew a circle around my belly button with a sharpie or something; like the Black Plague. Which is what the song is about.." He said standing up to show the black ring around his belly button.
He put all the posy's on top of the table and sighed staring at the bunch of welting flowers, their once bright colours fading to their death along with the patients'.

"I guess we will have to see.." Aria trailed off, "but we can't stay here for ever! There are vents that she ant get threw."

"Aria, the vents are too small for a human to fit in." Rowan stated.

"Well obviously," Aria mumbled, her blonde- red hair flipping over her shoulder as she snapped her head to look at one of the vents, "do you think I'm stupid? The killer is a doll."

"Aria, honey-"

"You don't believe me? Feel behind your left ear." Aria said.

Rowan raised her hand and felt behind her ear, hissing in pain as she touched the raw skin. She had been cut, something engraved into the skin behind her ear. "That was from a few days ago; from Katy. Remember?"

Rowan looked at the boy and girl in front of her, "what are we going to do?" She asked, remembering the events that had happened to her.

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