Wednesday: 1/10/08
Who: Johannes and Katie Where: The tunnels When: Midnight What: Johannes is in trouble.
He didn't know where he was, but that didn't matter. She was back. She was after him. He had to get away. He thought he was done with her. That she would have stayed at the manor and he wouldn't have to deal with her anymore. But she was back. He had woken up and found her standing over his bed, blood dripping from the hair that covered her face. Blood dripping down gashes all over her naked body. Blood dripping from...
There had been no time to think. He had leaped up and started running as fast as he could away from her. Somehow he had wound up in the tunnels. Now he had to get away. But it was useless. Around every corner, there she was, standing there. Drip, drip, drip, always dripping. Always covered by that hair. She wasn't more than seven, but she was the most terrifying thing he knew. Still he tried to run. It was all he could do.
As he rounded a corner his foot caught beneath him and he tripped. He slammed into the wall back first and wound up curled into a ball. For a moment all he could hear was his own breath. Then drip. Drip. Drip. He stayed curled until it was right beside him. Right on top of him. Until he could feel wetness on his hand. And then he screamed.