This is the day that Claire Danvers first set eyes on the Glass House, the sun had finely set which means getting back to campus was dangerous. Running fast with every breath come pain as the coldness of the night started to settle, the laughter behind grow closer, the fight at school started innocent with just a wrong answer in class that she got right Claire soon paid the price for that mistake just moments ago a group of angry girls concerned me with no chance against any of them managing to push her way out of the girls punching Monica as she went, stunning everyone and backing off the mean girls to attend to Monica's needs. Running with no where to go down streets and alleyways. Finely having to get a head start knowing that punch would of caused damage to that perfect face of Monica's. Looking around the small street she notice that one house out of them all was dark and abounded with smashed up windows and bright red colour confetti all over the walls.
Taking a risk not knowing what Claire was about to run into, headed for the house, jogging up the drive way managing to seek cover with it's over grown bushes. The group where close very close. She tiptoed round the back of the house seeking yet more cover from the trees looking round as the moon light helped find a way into the house. An half open kitchen window with an old hanging net curtain and bell charms. Claire jump and grabbed the edged trying to avoid hitting bells as she hooked her arms over pulling herself though the window as shape glass dug in to every bit of flesh it meet, after a few seconds hitting the floor with such a thumb that every bone in her right side cracked. Something ran down her face it felt like hot sweat ignoring it for now standing up with every last bit of energy she had left.
'I heard something, she's here somewhere' a girl from Monica's group shouted.
'Quite, when I get my hands on that witch I'll burn her myself' Monica happily said.
Closing the window to cover her tracks and dropping to the floor as dark shadows come towards her, they seen me there's no where left to hind. Crawling along the floor to get under the kitchen table rolling so that she was faced upwards she notice the pain in her head started to worsen what little light was left in the room shown that the hot sweat was really her own blood. Footsteps approached and but not from the window where she expected it'll come from. The very dark hall way that lead to the rest of the house showed a figure standing watching when the other girls attempted to open the window it wouldn't the window somehow locked it self she could hear them shouting she's in there I can see her! a big stone hit the window but it did not break. Claire could see that the figure that she saw at the hall way was real it had come closer close enough that the girls saw it two within seconds the sounds of banging and shouts where gone they had fled. The room started to spin as the table around her was moved away and was thrown across the room. The figure seemed to have a human form as it stood over me first it hovered then suddenly as it come closer the room just disappeared.