Why haven't I doubled up on fears yet? Everybody else has but I'm still getting new fears. I've had twelve fears and I'm not getting any new ones. Why can't I just be like everyone else and have ten or something, it would be so much easier.

"Emily," says Steve interrupting my thoughts. I get up and walk towards the door. I can see John to my left, eyeballing me. I move a little faster until I make it though the door, then I shut it behind me.

Please be an old fear. Steve gestures to the chair and I sit. Old fear please. He arranges the needle and pushes it into my neck. Please be an old fear. I close my eyes.

I open them again. And I stand on top of skulls. I look at them and run away. I find a nice grass area to stand. No one is near me. I can't see anybody. I don't even know where I am.

"You're all alone," says a voice I can't name. "Nobody's here anymore. Nobody. You're alone and there is nothing you can do. Not even I'm here. Well, I sort of am." A dark shadow emerges from the tree line. But then it disappears. Who is that? It comes again and it's not even a person, it's a shadow.

The shadow runs for me and I try to run away, but the shadow is faster than me. I run with all my speed but the shadow somehow grapples my arm and pulls me back. "No one can save you, Emily." It now talks to me instead of talking inside my head.

I try to jerk my arm but the shadow has a firm grip. "How do you know my name," I shout, still struggling with my arm.

"I know everybody. Especially you. I also know everything about you, like the best way to kill you." I open my eyes, wide. I struggle even harder but the shadow pulls me to the ground. It let's go of my arm and I jump up and run away.

I crash into something but I'm not sure what, until I open my eyes. The shadow. I can feel my heart racing really fast. I can't hear anything other then the sound of my heartbeat which almost blocks out the voice of the shadow.

"No one can help you, Emily," it says.

I stomp backwards. "Stop calling me that!" It grabs hold of my wrist again and I scream.

What is happening? What is going on? Where am I? And why is this shadow after me? So many question with no answer. I elbow the shadow in what I think must be its face and then run.

I make it to a tree and start to climb it really fast. I make it to the top and scream when I see the shadow already bet me there. I fall backwards, about to plunge to my death but the shadow catches me at the bottom. The shadow drops me and I run to a building close by.

I can hear evil laughing behind me but I keep on running. I almost reach the door but an arm wraps around my waist and pulls me backwards. "What do you want from me," I scream with fear.

"I just want to kill you," says the shadow. I try to kick, punch, scratch but it doesn't let go. I fall to the floor and the shadows hands finally let go. I stay on the floor for a minute before I get up and sprint to the door, slamming it shut behind me.

The shadow doesn't enter so I take some time to breathe. I slide my back down the door and take some deep breaths.

I bury my face in my palms and let out a tear. I sniffle. I open my eyes and see someone in a ski mask. I jump up to my feet and they sprint towards me. I turn around open the door, and surprisingly, it's not locked.

I step out into a pitch black forest. I turn around and the door is wide open. I thought I shut the door. I see something out of the corner of my eye. It's a person.

I'm terrified now. A hand covers my mouth and pulls me backwards. I try to scream but my voice gets muffled by the hand. They push me to the cement and pull out a gun.

I put my hand in front of my face and he pulls the trigger. The bullet goes through my hand and hits me softly in the nose. I wince.

There's a hole in my hand in which blood pours out of. It takes off its mask and I notice his face, his hair and his rage. It's John. I get up onto my feet and punch him. He doesn't move at all.

He drops his gun on the floor and I pick it up and point it at him. He grins and says, "go ahead. I dare you."

I shake. "Fine...then. I...will," I say stuttering. I click the bullet into place, squeeze my eyes shut and let my finger slip on the trigger. I don't like him, but I also hate this.

"Nice try, Amity," he says. What? I open my eyes and see a bullet wound in his head. But no harm has been done to him.

"What," I say.

He laughs. "Oh, Amity really are stupid. I'm invincible." What?

"But–" he points his gun at me and pulls the trigger.

I wake up and scream. I look at Steve and he's about to say something but instead, I run back to the dorms.