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CHAPTER NINE
DANIEL SEAVEY









      IT HAD BEEN A FEW HOURS SINCE TRICK-OR-TREATERS RETURNED HOME WITH THIER CANDY

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IT HAD BEEN A FEW HOURS SINCE TRICK-OR-TREATERS RETURNED HOME WITH THIER CANDY. A young couple in the more quiet part of L.A. started to get ready for bed. (Y/N) exited the closet while rubbing a towel she had through her hair. The room was dimly lit by the nightstand lamp illuminating a warm glow. She hummed under her breath and looked around spotting her boyfriend.

The covers piled loosely around his waist exposing his bare chest, this made the (H/C) female smile lazily walking his way.

"Happy Halloween, babe." She said leaning on the bed placing a kiss on his exposed shoulder. "I'm glad we didn't run out of candy this year that would've been a disas-"

Cut off midsentence, the lights flickered and buzzed before bursting out. The couple was left in darkness looking around startled.

(Y/N) reached out grabbing Daniel's hand in hers. "I'm here." He reassured nodding to even though knowing she couldn't see.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, but I'll go look." Grabbing his phone turning on the flashlight, the male stood up and planted a kiss on (Y/N)'s head. "I'll be right back, beautiful."

The (H/C) girl sighed grabbing her own phone turning the flashlight on. Sinking onto the bed pulling the covers around her trying to get comfortable, she listened to Daniel's retreating footsteps through the house.

A few minutes went by before he hollered out. She couldn't understand what he said, so she push the covers away walking towards the door. "What?!" She called back.

"I said, it looks like- oh fuck!" Daniel screamed followed by the sound of glass breaking. "Hey, stop! Let me go!" There were sounds of shuffling and grunting.

The female hid behind the door in fear. "What going on?! Daniel?!" She shouted.

"(Y/N), help!"

Turning around to grab her phone, she froze when her eyes landing upon a person who held it in their hands. They were dressed up as a clown with a real knife in their other hand twirling it around tauntingly. (Y/N) looked at them and waited for them to make a move. They tilted their head creepily and held up the phone scrolling through Instagram page she had been looking at before. She gripped onto the door handle and straightened her posture trying to look brave.

Her hand shook as she said in a stern voice trying not to sound fearful, "Y-you're tres-trespassing, l-leave now."

The clown looked up at her and threw her phone on the bed. Her only source of light was now dulled by the covers. What was left of it shined a dark shadow on the clowns mask making the cheerful colors look creepy.

The clown took a large step forward making her squeak. It stopped to show it's knife off again swinging it around. With each move, the bells on its costume jingled and shoes squeaked. It's stood only a few feet away with it's shadow tower over the girl.

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