Ok, so I wrote this quite quickly so it might be a bit iffy, but yh anyway. P.S. I do not own anything but the plot.
Since Tom hadn't been able to meet them all, it had now been 3 weeks, 4 days and 14 hours since she had last seen him. Jenny lay on her back on the bed and watched the second hand on the clock tick by. Too slow... everything was going too slow. Jenny wanted the night to be over, so she wouldn't be tormented by the same nightmares. She rolled onto her side and stared into the darkness. For a moment she saw eyes looking back at her but when she shot out of bed, there was nothing; just the mirror in front of her.
"Just your eyes in the reflection," Jenny told herself.
It had been happening since they'd left her grandfather's house. The eyes, constant whispering, and the recurring nightmares. Jenny knew none of it was real, but still, she'd be terrified every time something happened. After getting back into bed, she thought about Tom. Tom at school, Tom at work, Tom.... Tom.......... Toommm................................................................................................................
Jenny was running through the paper house, alone. There was no-one around. She was trying to get to the top of the house, to escape, but the ground kept breaking under her feet. The stairs under her crumbled away and she was falling...falling...falling. But then someone caught her- Tom. It was him. His arms were there, holding her securely. She felt safe and she looked up at him. His face looked down at her and he smiled. Everything was alright. Then his head snapped back. And he dropped Jenny. She felt herself hit the floor and she could see Tom. There was a shadowman behind him. The shadowman wrote Tom's name down on a stone slab and was scratching it off. He was dying. Jenny reached out to him, he was moving further and further away from her into the darkness. She screamed. Her scream was a shrill, piercing scream......
Jenny bolted upright in her bed. Sunlight was streaming in through the blinds and the phone was ringing. She reached out to the bedside table and picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Faaaaaammiiiiiishhhhhedddd"
Jenny froze, phone still to her ear. It was that whispering again - on the phone.
"Hello? Hello? Jenny can you hear me?!" Dee's voice flooded into Jenny's ears.
"Dee?" Jenny snapped back to reality.
"Jenny, I need you to come over right now!" Dee sounded desperate.
"Ok, I'll come, but why?"
"Just come, Jenny, just come," Dee hung up.
Jenny put the phone down, got up and dressed. She left the house and rushed towards Dee's house. What could have happened?
Ooh, mysterious, what has happened?? Find out in the next chapter!