"JENNY SHUT UP YOU'RE GONNA GET US KILLED!" Now it was Poppy's turn to scream.

"SHUT UP YOU BITCHES! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ANY OF YOU! EXCUSE ME BUT WHOEVER YOU ARE BETTER LET ME O-" Jenny was cut off abruptly and fell backwards a liquid falling out of the back of her skull.

"What the fuck?"

"What the hell?"

"Oh my gosh, is she dead?!?"

"Somebody help her"

Screams were coming from everyone in the room and Madeleine and Lily were wailing. Heather stood up, cautiously walking towards Jenny. She knelt down, and checked her pulse.

"She's.. um she's dead."

More screams of terror followed. I never liked Jenny but I can't believe she's dead. And how?!?! I don't understand why there was nothing there. The back of her head had been completely sliced off.

"We're drowning in the fiery pits of hell and the devil has chosen us as his chess pieces, holy fucking shit!" I covered my mouth as everyone stared at me, eyes bulging. "Sorry."

Jeremy and Angie both screamed again and the chaos resumed. I didn't realize I was crying until Philip came over and wiped off my cheeks. He gave me a hug and started to walk back over to the group forming in the middle of the room. I grabbed his arm.

"Please stay. I just want to be close to someone for a minute. Please?" Normally I wouldn't be so clingy, but I'm so scared. He smiled and pulled me into a tight hug.

"Hey, look at me." I looked up. "We're gonna get out of here, ok?" I nodded, not knowing what to say. He still smelled the same way he has last night. He smelled like comfort, like home. I wished we would have been back at Ray's house, watching horror movies, instead of living them. Wow, that felt like ages ago. What will my brother think. I have until tomorrow before he even starts to worry. That means at least two days until he'd contact the police. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, taking in Philip's scent, trying to calm myself. When I pulled away I guess I'd been crying since Philip's shirt was wet where my head had been.

"Hey, don't cry. I hate it when you cry," Philip soothed lightly, trying to calm me.

"Yo! Love birds get over here we found something!" Jordan of course ruined the moment. I lightly smiled, thinking fondly of the moment last night that he'd done the same thing. Philip and I walked over to the group to see them holding up, a key? Yes! The closet! We all walked over, Jeremy still holding the key, passed Jenny to the closet. I almost gagged again as I glanced at Jenny, her blood still sleeping into her blonde, and now red, hair.

I see you've found the key. I'd be careful, don't want any more... accidents.

"Holy shit, the devil is back!" I covered my mouth again. I really need to stop that. Jeremy turned towards the door and stood there, as if frozen in place.

"Just put the fucking key in!" Poppy screamed, earnings a slap from Ray who walked up to Jeremy, putting a hand on his shoulder. Jeremy took a deep breath, and turned the door knob. As soon as the key clicked in, a gunshot went off and Jeremy was on the ground.

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