Summer heat lazily drifted onto my sleeping face. Opening my eyes,I slowly realised I was inside a conoe. High above,the amber sun stared at me.

  Sitting up,my eyes skimmed the surface of the lake, where I couldn't find anything.
"Tom?Father?Dad?Clarice?Emily?" I peered over the edge of the boat,tears threatenimg to spill down my flushed cheeks.

  In my reflection,I stared at myself.My clothes were torn and dirty.My hair was a mess.Blood dribbled from my arm.But none of that could compare to what I FELT.

  Suddenly,a skeletal arm wrapped around my neck.
"No!" I flailed around,trying to free myself from her grip. Her empty eye sockets lurked in the bac of my mind from the pictures I had seen of her.

  Pamela Voorhes.....
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  Awakening,I gasped in shock.
"Are you okay?"a woman asked,her hand placing itself on my forehead,touching it gently.
"Poor thing,"she mumbled.

"Who are you?Where am I?"I asked.Slowly,my memories of what had happened to my life whipped me.The beeping of the monitor plodded at a steady pace.My body shook with shock as tears gushed from my cheeks.

  "I'm Tommy's sister,Trish,"she told me.