Heather froze. Everything seemed so… clear.

She took a sharp intake of breath, as the cursed figure fell

fell

fell…

She brought the knife up to her hands, staring at the blood drip

drip

dripping off.

Onto her hands. Onto the ground. A… gratifying substance, and Heather stared at the rhythmic drops, hypnotized.

The silence was penetrated by a voice calling.

"Sammy? Oh God, Sammy, was that you?"

The voice, overwhelmed with panic, floated through Heather, and, unconsciously, she turned, her knife raised, almost curiously.

Who was it?

Then the voice snapped through her like a whip.

Casey.

.

Heather ran.

Halfway back to her house, she dropped the knife down a storm drain, and watched it washed away by the flow of water, which would bring it away, away, away…

At home, Heather sat in the hall, waiting.

TICKTOCKTICKTOCK…

No, this wasn't a good place to wait.

In her room, Heather sat, contemplating. Soon, Casey would be back. Soon, her mother would be back. Soon, her father would be back.

And everything would be normal.

Before she came.

Heather smiled, her eyes drifting down to her hands, which were pale, and streaked with red, her blood mixing with Sammy's.

Heather stood up, quicly.

No, she was too conspicuous. If she was found, wet with rain and blood-

She bolted to clean herself, to rid herself of what stained her hands.

Sammy.

.

A phone call was made, for help.

And they took her away.

And he could only hope.

That she would be okay…

.

"She's alive, but her condition's bad. These next few days will prove crucial."

"Can I see her?"

"Not now, they're operating."

"I called her family, and let mine know. I'm staying here."

.

When Heather got the text…

Heather, Sammy's in trouble. Tell mom. She's okay, but they're not sure.

SHE'S OKAY?

Heather felt hit. How could this be?

Heather felt sick, and her white and black spotted room swam around her head, laughing at her.

Mocking her.

Tears streamed down Heather's face.

Falling

falling

Heather blinked awake.

Her breathing was rapid and shallow, and she leapt up to her feet.

The room began to swim again, but Heather didn't care.

She had to finish this.

It had to end.

Soon

Now

Heather dizzily made her way to the door and down the stairs and out the house.

The tears kept coming, and Heather felt afraid.

What if…

This kept happening

This never ended

Sammy. Never. Stayed. DEAD.

no no no.

it would end tonight.

It HAD to.

Heather slid against a wall, in the abandoned night. The darkness pressed down on her

It was oppressive.

like SAMMY

Heather stumbled to her feet. staggering. she felt sick.

but still.

she continued her journey.

Because… she HAD to.

She arrived at the hospital.

She went to the lady at the desk.

"Are you alright? Miss, you don't look very well. Can I help you?"

"S-Sammy."

"I'm sorry?"

"WHERE'S SAMMY!" Heather shrieked, swaying dangerously on her feet. "WHERE IS SHE?"

Heather took a few steps toward the lady. Before stopping.

no no no. she had to keep… inconspicuous

"I-I'm sorry. S-Samantha K-Keyes. She's here. Where-where is she?"

The woman looked a little alarmed, but nonetheless.

told

Heather

what

she needed

to know

a grin spread across Heather's face.

she nodded.

"Yessss," she whispered. "yesssss, that's where Sammy is."

slowly, Heather stumbled up to the room.

the room where

SHE

was. the room where Heather would have to go.

The halls loomed around her, the lights dimming to near darkness, blinding her.

Heather entered the elevator. It lurched up, and Heather felt herself float up with it. Going to end

her

now. forever. And Casey wouldn't stop her this time.

Heather left the elevator as it lurched to a stop

a stop

where it would stay until someone else rescued it

like

HER!

Heather felt a sense of hopelessness. would Heather ever truly stop this? Would her liFe ever be normal?

The tears streamed down her face.

soonsoonverysoon. justholdon. soonverysoon. don'tgiveuphope. soooooooooon

Heather struggled to her feet.

She walked down the hall.

The room was on the end.

And she walked

and walked

and walked

forever.

Until suddenly…

She was THERE!

Hmm, not one of my better chapters… Well, I don't know where to go. Should Heather be successful? Or not? Review and tell me, cause I don't know!