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So, basically I am posting this as a teaser/prologue chapter. Depending on the response that I get to this chapter, I may or may not continue this. So if you want me to continue this story then leave me a review. It doesn't have to be a long one either, all you have to post is either 'I like it' or 'Please keep writing this' or something along those lines. If you think it sucks, then don't even bother and get the hell out. You have the option to stop reading this at any time; I don't need you to tell me that I am a horrible writer. The reason I write is so that I can improve, not have all of my hopes crushed. So without further ado, I hope you enjoy the intro chapter to Fear.

"Helpless hysteria,

A false sense of urgency,

Trapped in my phobia,

Possessed by anxiety"

-Panic Attack by Dream Theater

~Location Unknown~

This wasn't happening. It couldn't be.

Everywhere she turned they were there. No matter where she ran they found her.

Never again, never again would she take a dare from her friends to go into the local haunted house. The rumor mill always did say that everyone who entered the house ended up dead. Of course none of her friends ever believed the rumors. After all, they were just that; rumors. Stories made up by the local kids and teens to scare each other. She never thought that there might be even a grain of truth to them.

Her friends had been wrong. She had been wrong. And now she was paying for it as she tried her hardest to get back to the front door. Her long black hair flew wildly behind her as ran and her emerald green eyes were wide with terror. She wasn't going to make it out and she knew it, but she had to try.

She couldn't hear them moving but she knew they were close. That they were gaining on her. Her greatest fear had come alive just like the rumors said they did in this house. And Gods she should have listened to them!

And then she saw it. The door was just at the end of the hallway. Her freedom; her escape was so close! But she would never make it as felt something drop from the ceiling onto her head.

Her screams of terror were last thing that anyone would ever hear from her again.

Something was going on and she could tell. The fact that her boss hadn't even acknowledged that she had been ten minutes late to work was a good indicator. The dead giveaway though, was that he had not asked her for tea since she came in. That was over an hour and a half ago. So either something was up or he was sick. At this point she was almost hoping for the latter since she had never seen him in such a condition and had wondered numerous time what he would be like if he was.

Sadly, that hope had been snuffed when not even two minutes later, a middle aged man walked out of her boss's office. She couldn't help but wonder if maybe he was a client. But if he was, why had he been in there so long? Normally client meetings only lasted about half an hour.

Like the good assistant that she was supposed to be, she bid the man farewell and wished him good rest of the day. She listened as the door made a soft clicking sound as it shut behind the man.

After she was sure that he was gone, she got up and walked into the small kitchen. Quickly, she turned on the faucet before she picked up the tea kettle and let the flowing water fill the container. Once it was filled enough, she placed it on the stoves burner and then proceeded to turn on the heating coil.

While waiting for the water to boil, she quickly got out the serving tray, two tea cups, and two different bags of tea. Just as she finished, the kettle on the stove let out a loud screech. She turned back to the stove and turned off the heat before removing the tea kettle. After that she poured the appropriate amount of water into each of the cups that she had placed on the serving tray and then added the tea bags to each cup. After a few minutes of waiting for the clear liquid to turn an amber color, she removed the used tea bags and threw them in the trash. She finished the tea making process by adding a little bit of sugar to each cup and then stirring it in.

Picking up the tray, she made her way out of the small kitchen and towards her boss's other assistants office. She knocked politely on the door and waited for the okay to enter him office. Once she had it, she entered quietly.

"I brought you some tea, Lin," the young brunette haired female spoke in a hushed tone, almost afraid that if she had said that sentence any louder that something fragile in the room would have shattered.

The tall Chinese man paused his typing long enough to glance at the young woman standing in front of his desk. His steal grey eyes met her warm light brown ones for just a few seconds before he gave her a wordless nod of thanks.

Just as quietly as she had entered, she set the steaming cup of tea on his desk and left without a word. As she silently shut the door behind her, she could hear the sound of typing once again resuming from the depths of the dimly lit room.

She let out a soundless sigh of relief to be out of that office. It wasn't that she didn't like the onyx haired Chinese man; it was more along the lines that he intimidated the hell out of her. He was almost as bad as her boss was.

And speaking of which, she knocked softly on the door to her boss's office. She waited for a moment before receiving his permission to enter the room. As silently as a wraith, she opened the door and slid into the room. She placed the cup of tea on her boss's desk with a barely audible clank being the only sound in the silent room.

Without waiting for any sort of acknowledgment or thanks, since she knew that she would not receive any anyways, the brunette haired female turned and began making her way back out of the dimly lit office.

"Mai," the deep voice of the man behind the desk stopped her in her tracks.

"Yes, Naru?" She asked as she turned back to face her raven haired, sapphire eyed boss.

"I need you to call the others," he began, "We have a new case. I would like to warn you all in advance though that no one is required to come. From what I have been told, this will by far be our most dangerous investigation yet."

Mai's eyes widened in shock, "Is it really that bad? Just what exactly is this case about?"

"It is. Being scared to death is no joke, Mai," he answered.

Her caramel brown eyes became even wider at that piece of information. And after hearing that, Mai wasn't even sure that she wanted to go on this case. But she knew that she would. After all, doing this would stop others from dying and she just couldn't let another person end up dead.

With eyes hardened with determination, she nodded her head and made her way over to her desk. After ten minutes of placing calls to the other members, Mai took the tea tray back into the kitchen and placed it in its rightful spot. All that there was left to do now was wait for the others to show so that they could learn the full details of the investigation that they were about to embark on.

"Beneath a summer sky,

Under glass moonlight,

Night awaits the lamb's arrival,

Liquid shadows crawl,

Silver teardrops fall"

-Under A Glass Moon by Dream Theater

-Insert line break here because it refuses to let me keep the one I put in-

So like I said, this is just an intro chapter. If I get at least three reviews telling me to continue, I will. If not then I will be taking this down and it will be back to the drawing board for me.

~Trust~