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The Madhouse

Chapter Eleven

~Courtney~

"C'mon girl. Wakey wakey," A faint voice called in a motherly tone. My head was throbbing- in indescribable pain. A dared not to open my eyes; all in hope that this was just a bad dream.

"Wake up!" A small ghost child's voice rang. I'm sure they were ghosts; ghosts had a somewhat faint and clear voice. I can tell if a ghost is talking to me; or if another person's talking to me.

I opened my right eye- to find myself in a dark little tunnel. My head was still a ringing pain- and I…couldn't move?

I tried to lift myself in a sitting position; but I couldn't manage it. I squinted my eyes to see better against the darkness- just to see I was tied in rope. Did the doctors consider this one way of killing supernaturals?

I tried to scream- but of course. My mouth was gagged with a tight cloth ball.

"Calm down, okay?" The motherly ghost's voice started, "We'll lead the way out of here for you. We're somewhat a glow for you anyway,"

I turned my head to see a dark haired ghost- wearing a dress with loads of flower designs on it. She had large dark eyes too- they looked almost as if they were sparkling with life.

Ghosts popping up here? After my research on the internet; ghosts roamed the places they died. They can't exactly escape. I was afraid…Were the doctors trying to kill me this soon? What would my mother say? What would the doctors say to her? The truth? I didn't expect it anymore.

"What're you waiting for?!" The small boy's voice rang.

I squirmed a little; trying my best to get the knots out from the ropes tied around me. It was no use- the ropes were much too tight.

My sigh didn't escape my lips; but I shook my head as a sign to let them know I couldn't move.

"I can read minds- just like my twin brother," The smaller boy ghost's voice pitched in, "Speak to me with your mind,"

Looking over- I noticed that this ghost boy looked similar to the one I saw in the halls- blonde hair, oval shaped eyes. He was also wearing a baggy white tee that was ripped a little; and shorts.

'This feels strange…But okay. Can you hear me?' I thought; concentrating on letting the ghost read my message.

"Yes; I can hear you," The ghost replied, "Now tell me what you need,"

'I'm tied up here; as you can tell. I can't get out exactly,' I replied, 'Is there anyway you can untie me?'

"No- unfortunately. Our hands go through anything we touch," The ghost boy replied calmly- his dark haired companion looking a little confused.

'Then it looks like I'm stuck here,' I thought, disappointed. The ghost seemed to notice this- and bit his lower lip.

"But, we could try to send a signal down for your friends; that way they might be able to find you," The ghost replied, crossing his arms.

'How?' I thought; confused.

The ghost smirked. "You'll see,"

With that- the small boy and his motherly companion disappeared.

I sat there- dumbfounded for a few minutes. Where was I, anyway? I noticed I was sitting on a dirt floor.

'You know what? I might as well not wait here,' I thought; struggling against the ropes again. I was able to get my hands free after a few minutes of trying. Looks like the person tiring these knots didn't do a very good job with it…

I managed to get all the rope off; besides the one tying my ankles together. I easily pulled the gag out of my mouth once I was all untied. Most likely- the door would be locked. And I couldn't scream either; I might give myself away.

I reached my hand back up to my head; feeling drowsy after all those sharp pains. My eyes widened when I felt something warn and thick- liquid. I slowly brought my trembling hand back down towards my eye view to find red salty blood staining my fingers. I bit harshly on my lip to keep myself from yelling.

Because of my tied ankles; I finally started to push myself foreword with my arms. I continued…This small tunnel wasn't as small as I expected. It was really long- as if it would never end… Or maybe it just felt that way since I was moving so slowly.

The dirt around me seemed to move- so I stopped; frozen in my tracks. A little of the dirt near me started to brush down; making somewhat of a hole like you would plant a seed in. What I didn't expect?

I didn't expect a disgusting boney hand to pop out of the ground. As if that triggered something; even more of those hands seemed to start popping out of the ground.

I let out a terrified scream as one of the hands reached out for my leg- as if it was going to pull me down deep into the dirt- to have me laying here with the dead buried below.

I pushed myself foreword again frantically- the different hands trying to grab at me as I went.

'I thought I could only talk to ghosts! What the hell is going on!?' I thought- my heart pounding faster and faster in my chest as I continued to move myself along.

"Princess?" A familiar velvet voice started. I closed my eyes; clenching my teeth at first before I could scream again as another hand emerged out of the ground.

I coughed a few times; not managing words. My vocal cords just wouldn't work for me- I was so surprised and terrified. I moved myself forewords again with a harsh shove; finally seeing a figure in this darkness. I think I might be saved.

"Duncan," I managed to breathe; giving myself another push foreword. It was too narrow to stand; so it looked like Duncan was crawling as well.

"What are you doing in here?" Duncan asked sternly; narrowing his blue eyes in confusion and concern.

Being around him; I managed to receive my confidence and voice back.

"I personally don't know myself," I snapped back, "Can you just untie my ankles?"

"Untie your ankles?" Duncan asked; raising a brow and narrowing his eyes even further.

I swung my legs around; just to show that my ankles were tied together tightly with a rope. I really wonder how those ghosts were able to let Duncan know I was up here…

Duncan crossed his arms; and then sighed before working at the knot that tied my ankles together. We sat there in complete silence for a few minutes- until he finally was able to pull the rope loose from my feet.

I sighed with relief; though screamed again when I noticed another hand sprout from the ground; grabbing for my left hand. I jerked away; landing right onto something warm…Duncan's chest.

"What the hell is that?" Duncan exclaimed; studying the hand that had emerged from the ground; his hands around me protectively. I couldn't help but flush some.

"Y-you can see it too?" I asked wearily. So I wasn't the only one who could see these strange things?

"Courtney," Duncan started in a serious tone, "I think you're summoning these bodies from the ground,"

"What!?" I exclaimed; I thought I could only talk to ghosts. I didn't want to raise their bodies in peace from the ground! "But I'm not trying to summon them! How am I doing it!?"

"I don't know…" Duncan started; sounding even a little nervous, "But you have to send them back somehow- or they'll get into the house,"

"But- I can't do it! How!?" I exclaimed; freaking out. I feel even more like a freak now. Freak? I've never considered myself as weird or strange until I arrived here. So much horrific doubt.

"Just close your eyes, relax, and focus. That's all I can offer, princess," Duncan started softly; almost as if he was trying to calm me down a little. He was always kind of relaxed and laid back anyway…

I inhaled a deep breath; and squinted my eyes shut. I focused calmly on the hands sinking back into the ground.

I stood there for minutes; focused. Not paying attention to anything else in the tunnel we were in.

I felt Duncan nudge my shoulder. "Princess," He murmured with a rush of excitement in his tone, "You did it; the zombies are gone,"

I slowly opened my eyes; feeling a rush of relief as I noticed the dirt floor was back up at it's normal level.

Everything was a little blurry. Swiftly, I moved my hand up to my hair where I had felt the blood before. It felt a little dry and sticky now- disgusting.

"We have to get out of here, princess." Duncan started; taking my hand as he started to lead me out of the tunnel.

I grunted with slight amusement; despite the stinging going through my head. "I've told you to stop calling me that," I started; crawling ahead of him down the tunnel.

I had to finish this tonight; so sorry if it's a little short. And if it seems off a little; I'm feeling braindead today. I'll edit tomorrow if there's anything wrong with it. ;D

I will work on my chapters after school now- so on weekdays; I'd expect maybe a possible chapter every two days from now on. :D

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