Darkness permiates the room. Your lungs slow. Your breathes become shorter and shorter. You gasp for air as everything fades. Then its gone. Youve drifted into darkness. your gone.
"Hailey" You hear a voice call out.
And you snap out of it.
"Who's- who's there?" You whimper. And then fear floods back all at once.
"Your worst nightmare." Then a horrifying laugh fills the room as you here a saw start. Thats when the fun began.


1. My Introduction in darkness


  Hailey's p.o.v.

 Its dark. Where am I? What happened? 

Okay, lets get this straight, Im Hailey Anne, Im 19 and I was born in Gatlinburg Tennessee. Im an only child and both my parents are dead. The last thing I remember is hanging hanging out with, with Harry! At his house! Maybe he is pulling some creepy prank on me.

"Harry?! Harry!"

And nothing. I try to sit up, but I cant. Some kind of force is holding me down. I scream in hopes that someone, anyone can help me. No one came. 

"I must be dreaming. I have to be. I dont talk to myself, yet I am right now. Only crazy people talk to themselves, and I am not crazy. Im trapped is what I am."

I try and struggle around a bit more, maybe I can brake free. But no, not even getting loose.

"Somebody help me!" I scream again. Nothing.

Whats happened to me? This is insanity, I must actually be insane. If this is a dream it's a crazy one. One I don't want to be in. Where do I go from here. Come on Hailey, remember what happened. You've got to remember something. Anything. 

I was uh, with Harry, at his house. And we were talking, like usual. We had beers though, so maybe I got drunk. And maybe I locked myself up. No, I wouldnt do that. Come on Hailey, think.

Okay, I was sitting with Harry on his couch, shoulder to shoulder. I remember talking, about what I cant remember, and I think we kissed? I backed out because he is my friend. And then things went dark. I dont remember anything else. Now Im here. 

"Somebody please help me." Then the tears started falling. I couldnt speak. The fear hit me. Its real. This is all real. And there is nothing more I can do. 

Less than a minute later the dark room, gets lighter. A door opens. And my fear drops for a moment, and then rushes back over me, 100 times worse than before when I hear

"Hello sweetie."

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