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It was cold. Cold and dark. Sam shivered as she walked- no, floated, through the empty forest. She couldn't believe that she was honestly in her mind at the moment... If anything, she was surprised on how dark her mind truly was. It was like night decided to engulf her mind and stay there. But she liked it that way, and she intended to keep it like that.

Sam was still getting over the fact that she had indeed become a ghost. She didn't feel any different. It's where she belonged all along, right? Sam sighed and brushed back a strand of her now angelic white hair.

"Samaaaantha..." A sharp whisper hissed through the chilled air. The hairs on the back of Sam's neck stood up, and she looked around worriedly.

"Wh-who's there?" She called out in fear. Wind blew around her already freezing body, sending chills down her spine.

"Tis' the bringer of doubt, in this conscious eve, where the snowflakes are silenced, and your hope leaves."

Sam shook her head in disbelief. She was just... hearing things. That's all.

"You're just a figment of my imagination," she spat into the empty air. The wind returned, now wrapping its way around her neck like a scarf, but coldness seeped through her rather than warmth.

"A figment of imagination, you declare with such pride. But I have always been here, waiting inside..."

The sharp whisper suddenly grew loud towards her ear:

"YOUR MIND!"

Sam let out an ear piercing scream and began to fly. Flying faster and faster, she hoped she could escape this fiend that claimed somehow, she created it inside her mind.

"You cannot escape, no matter how hard you try! Your actions are useless, do not deny. How pitiful your cry, how pitiful your mind. Let I, doubt, seep inside," Doubt sharply whispered inside her ear. And Sam was beginning to doubt. Could she ever escape? Was running away really worth it?

Her flying slowed, and she was ready to give up. She wanted the whispers to end... End for good.

Doubt cackled in the night sky.

"See how you doubt? Let hope cease. It is doubt that you need in this time of need."

"I...don't...need...DOUBT!" shouted Sam at the monstrous doubt. "I have to hope, not doubt! You're not real, and you can't hurt me."

"Can't hurt you...? Tis doubt that hurts in times of need, and a taste of pain is all you need," said Doubt with a evil laugh.

Without another word a sharp pain suddenly hit Sam in her heart, and she let out a scream. It stung, not physically... but mentally. Doubt began to seep into her heart. She tried to fight back by thinking about the one thing that gave her hope-

Danny.

I'm finishing typing this during school, so let me make this author's note quick- Thanks for all the reviews, I'm sorry this was so short, but I'm leaving for a retreat as soon as I get home from school and won't be able to type up the next chapter til Monday! Leave a review please, and next update Monday, sorry!