Don't Look For Me

Cayn gets overwhelmed with her life, her boyfriend doesn't seem right for her, and her family falling apart piece by piece. She runs away from home, only to meet up with a girl named Dee.


8. Dee?

    Following directions on a crumpled-up notepad paper is harder than you would think. In my defense, I was in a place I had never been to before, and trying to find a street I had never heard of. Which is why, two hours later, I found myself in front of an old, abandoned building.

    My first thought was: It looks pretty damn much like a haunted house to me. And my second thought was: Actually, I don't give a shit, really. I need this house so I don't get robbed while I'm sleeping. So, after sighing exasperatedly at this wreck, with two stories, a boarded-up window, and vines snaking around it, I kicked the door, and it creaked open.

   Of course, just like all of those idiots in horror movies, I called out a meek "Hello?" when I stepped into the front door. The living room was almost pitch-black, but I closed the door behind me, nonetheless. My sneakers made thumping noises as I crossed the living room, and muffled as they hit carpet. Huh. I could use my phones light to illuminate the house, but decided not to.

   Nearby, I heard a small plink noise, the sound of a substance dripping on to metal. I followed the interesting noise, determined to find out more about this supposedly haunted house.

   The source of the noise was coming from the kitchen, and as my gaze shifted up, I spotted an eerie crack on the ceiling. It was.. gaping, wide open, and surrounded by a pinkish stain. I averted my eyes from the disturbing wound and looked instead to the spot directly under. It was a sink. I reached into the sink, and found it damp with a familiar scarlet pool. Wading my fingers through the blood, I frowned, noticing something odd, but before I could decide what it was, a sharp steel edge met my throat, and I could hear the ragged breathing of a girl behind me. Dee?



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