|WARNING! SWEARING AND THE SERIES WILL CONTAIN GORE!|

I sat in my college dorm trying to finish this dang book, it was so good, I just wanted to taste that success feeling after many months of reading 'A Track To The River' series. And I could FINALLY finish it, i excitingly continued reading the final pages, as I suddenly heard a laugh in my ear's, an evil one if I knew any better.. I put my book down on my bed and slipped my bookmark in the pages, that were CRYING to be read. Sighing, and rolling my eyes, i looked at my phone.

7:30 PM

I read, and I held the power button untill the phone fully turned off. My phone sometimes made weird noises that I didn't even know existed, not white noise, but actual voices that just spoke a line by themselves without me even knowing. It creeped me out, nervous, I set my phone next to me and continued reading the story, the plot was finally closing, I was ready for the ending!

"(Y/N)...." the same disoriented voice spoke, it was more of a whisper, as if a ghost.

"What the!?" I shrieked, jumping a little.

H-How did they know my name..? My sacredness melted to anger, I swear to god if it's Ivy.. Ivy's my roommate, who consistently annoyed me, bugged me, and bullied me sometimes. I hated her. I wanted my best friend, Jewel, to be my roommate, but NOOO I was stuck with the clicky,popular and snotty Ivy.

I quickly checked the page number I was on, 150. Remember that, remember it, i commanded my memory, then flipped my book upside-down on my bed and quickly ran to the door to see if she was there laughing through the door to pester me.

I quickly opened the door to see no one there, i stood silent for a moment to listen for running , in case she tried to ding-dong ditch me. Nothing. Nothing but the sound of air conditioners whirring and some other noises coming from the other dorms. I shifted my eye's like Doggo from Undertale and slowly closed the door and locked it. I turned around to the center of my room with a huge window and beds on the left and right side, mine was on my right. Sighing, I sat on my bed and put my hands on my face, am I going crazy? Am I dreaming..? am i being haunted..? my brain asked it self, my (H/L) hair fell in front of me, my heart was pounding, i didn't know what to do.

"You have a lot of good questions" the voice spoke again, my eyes closed with anger and fear.. "STOP IT!" I shouted, the voices chuckled with delight, "Meet me at the swings.." the voice demanded strictly, I brought my eyebrows together, confused and frustrated.

"WHY!?" I shouted,

"Because you're talking to nothing, do you really want to be like this for the rest of your life?"

"No..! But want use am I to you!?" I screamed back , enraged.

The voice stopped for a moment, as I waited for him to respond.

"ENOUGH WITH THE QUESTIONS, MEET ME THERE OTHERWISE YOU WILL REGRET IT!" he demanded, in a low and devilish voice.

I shuddered at that voice, it terrified me. W-What was he gonna do? I was shaking unintentionally, s-should i go see this dude..? Was he even real..? These questions could chip at my brain for too long,so i decided to go, for my curiosity and my loved one's safety. I looked out my large window , there were dark stormy clouds floating above the campus. A storm's a 'brewin, as I grabbed my thickest jacket ,which was just a hoodie by the way. I snuck a knife from the kitchen, and it was pretty easy considering the cooks weren't there during there during break,during my 2 years being here I had developed different paths into different places and I had my stealth to help me.

Walking around the corner of my dorm, i slowly approached the swings , and no one was there.