Well, I'm going to try to have a point to this one... inspired by a GLEE horror trailer{fanmade:( }.
Disclaimer= NOT the owner of GLEE, tried to buy it once, didn't work:)
Santana Lopez ran through the alley, screaming. It was dark and someone was following her, not someone, something. She thought coming to Lima would solve her problems, not create more. She turned a corner, then another, trying to escape. The corridor started to stretch and grow; it pulsated, and the dream wall shifted, leaving a fence. The Shadow-man had her trapped. Santana bolted up, it was the middle of the night. Everything was calm and quiet, almost to peaceful. A cold breeze drafted across her arms; funny, she didn't remember opening the window...the curtains fluttered in the breeze and she hurried to shut them and with a forboding feeling, laid back down in bed.
She was being chased again, but faster, and in a forest. the trees seemed to reach down to her, calling her to them. Their braches tangled in her hair and grabbed her body, she kicked at them desperatly, "No! I-kick-won't-kick-go!" she disentangled herself from the tree in time to see a boy, about her age, walking around near the trees. as she neared him he smiled.
"Oh my god! thank god you found me, I thought some freak was gonna rape me or murder me or both!" she stepped up to him, up close he looked...different. he looked over his shoulder, then back at her, his face ghostly white, his teeth sharper than wolves fangs; his eyes dark and hollow. His features messed together like paints and he swooped down and enveloped her, coated her body in a thick smoky substance that was suffocating her.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Santana sat up in bed, and looked around, same room, same clothes, same messy books and papers; but something was wrong...she got up out of bed and headed to the bathroom, noticing a slight chill in the air and the barley there scent of a musky mans cologne in her room.
She stepped out of her bathroom humming, wrapped in a towel around herself. She heard a rustle and looked around to see her window open once more.
walking over to it warily, a million thoughts running through her head, she pulled her towel tighter.
Ring! Ring! Brittany Peirce's phone kept ringing, it was six thirty in the morning, she wasn't going to answer, she wasn't. And the songbirds are singing/like they know the score/and I love you/I love you/I love y- "What?" she said groggily, "what!" now more awake, "It was written in WHAT!" the blonde looked repulsed,"You don' think-Hang on, I'll call you right back, kay? mkay bye. Hello? yes, this is Brittany. what? you're, coming for me...?" The girl bit her lip.
He listened to her scared breathing and halted words, "Is this a prank call? Puck, is that you? Finn? Sam? Mike? Kurt?" The worry and panik in her voice satisfied his hunger for now, but soon he would need to kill.
Dun dun dun. Review and I'll write another chapter tonight:)