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Alright I don't own anything the book or the characters. This takes place during chapter 7

Locked

I walked past the basement door. Who's Chloe talking to? I can hear everyone else. Maybe she really is crazy. I couldn't help myself though with this fascination I suddenly had for this girl.

The door is locked and I'm going upstairs

Ah I remembered; her hallucinations. Her ghosts. She was a necromancer so I thought. I remembered her file clearly

Chloe Saunders age 15, grade nine. School AR Gurnery School of the Arts. Chloe Saunders was found running through the halls screaming. She ran to an empty room where she was found near a window. When restrained by teachers she continued to scream. She seemed to be going about an invisible person and for him to be taken away from her. Chloe continued to fight against the teachers restraints endangering them.

I found myself walking down into the basement. What was with this girl that I couldn't stop thinking about? I walked right up to her about to get her attention when she ran right into me. She was knocked out of balance barely being caught by the door. Why did this bother me? Should I have caught her? Awkwardly I kept my hand in my pockets.

"Who were you talking to?"

"Myself."

"Huh."

"Now if you'll excuse me…" she side stepped to get around me and I moved to block her path. I needed to find out more.

"You saw a ghost, didn't you" I accused.

She laughed, how could she laugh? This was serious. Well I guess I can't blame her, being hypnotized by the good for nothing nannies and psychiatrists.

"Hate to break it to you, but there is no such thing as ghosts" funny little necromancer yes there is. I shouldn't scare her though, not yet so I just let out a small "huh". I looked around the room. Ha, like I could see the ghosts. I made my way back to Chloe, my look intense and serious.

"What do you see Chloe?"

"I-I-I don't s-s-s-" she saw I ghost alright. I was impatient, did she seriously think I was that stupid to fall for her lies. I'd already learned too much about her in this short time. She stuttered when she was worried or lying.

"Slow down" that sounded too rude. "What do they look like? Do they talk to you?"

"You really want to know?"

"Yeah" of course I wanted to know.

Chloe bit her lip and leaned towards me, I leaned down. Why did this appeal to me?

"They where white sheets with big eye holes. And they say 'Boo!'" looked daggers at me "Now get out of my way" her face was flushed and I couldn't help but notice how perfect it was. I laughed at her joke; at least she stood up for herself. I stepped aside and she brushed past me.

I ended up listening to her diagnosis. What would they plaster on someone today? Schizophrenia, her only symptom was hallucinations. How much effort did they put into her diagnosis? When asked if she knew what it was she compared it to A Beautiful Mind, ha-ha, leave it to Chloe. After her session I heard her go into the Media Room where Simon found her. Why did him talking to her upset me? I appeared in the door way.

"Hey, bro. Don't worry. I didn't forget you. Just talking to Chloe." Simon gestured to her. I put on a poker face to hide the fact this bothered me.

"We're heading out back. Kick around the ball for out break. You're welcome to join us" Simon said politely. Yes it was politely not more than that. Why would it bother me anyway? Simon left but I just stayed where I was; staring ahead, at Chloe, the necromancer in front of me. She shouldn't be in here, she wasn't crazy. Simon didn't either and it was my fault he was in. I stared ahead still when she spoke.

"Take a picture," she made a snapping gesture "It'll last longer." I was staring at her wasn't I? I left.

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