This is a sequel to my story Trapped. I do not own 9. 9 belongs to Shane Acker. I only own Jess. Enjoy!
I was sitting in my room, drawing in my journal. Normally I would be drawing different things, but ever since I left, they've been all I draw. Every time I watched the movie, it brought back the memories, the dangers, and the deaths. I always wondered why I left, and always got the same answer; my family. They never left my mind. I told my parents about them, but they didn't believe me. Every time I try to return in my mind, I never succeed.
"Hey, Jess." My sister came in. She looked at my journal. "Are you drawing them again?"
"No." I lied and close my journal.
She sighed. "Jess, that was all a dream. They're just movie characters."
"Then how do you explain my necklace, ribbon, and the cut on my knee?" It had been over a month since then, and I still had all three.
She looked blankly. "I-I don't know."
I scoffed at her. "Thought not."
She left the room saying, "At least get ready for school." I forgotten about that until then. Today was the first day of school, and I started later that day.
"Alright." I got up and got ready. When my sister left, I snuck my journal in my backpack. But then, something in it got my attention. Next to my o.c. 0, there was something that said; 'It's almost time.' I pondered at what it meant, and how it got there.
Meanwhile...
"I hope she got the message." A young stitchpunk thought to herself. (AN:No, it's not 7) She looked around the dark and empty world and saw another stitchpunk walking around, possibly unaware of the danger that was stalking him. "Hey-" She tried speaking, but remembered she had no voice.
She wanted to warn him, but he was already warned by a red light behind him. He tried to run, but was grabbed and torn. Finally, the creature shut down and activated a strange device. The young girl jumped onto the claw that was holding the stitchpunk, weapon in hand, and pried it open, freeing him. She put his arm around her and she carried him to a safe place. She saw the number on his back.
"9." She thought. 9 was still breathing, but didn't open his eyes, as if he couldn't. "Don't worry." The female thought. "You're safe with me."
Back to Jess...
Ever since that morning, I've been wondering about the message I got. My head soon started hurting out of nowhere. I collapsed on the ground and everything went dark.
What's gonna happen to Jess? And who is other stitchpunk? Wait, I'm writing this. Why am I asking you guys? Idk. And sorry that it's kinda short. Please read and review!