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Chapter 10
"Oh my God!" Carey screams the same exact words Fiona was thinking. The room was trashed; it looked like a drunken rocker on an ego trip re decorated. Both mattresses were on the floor, all clothes from the suitcase were thrown in every available area. All the lamps were shattered into a dozen and three pieces. Then Fi sees it. Unable to speak she tugs on Carey's shirt to get his attention and points to it. On seeing it he turns white and more or less drags her out of the room.
"We got to call the police or something." Carey says as they rush towards the elevator. They don't say much on the way down, too uneasy about what they just saw. On arriving on the ground floor they run towards the rehearsal room, Fi barely keeping up with Carey's large steps. Both their mom's are on the stage looking over some papers. Their motherly instincts must have kicked in because they look over towards them with the look of concerned filled in their eyes.
"What's going on guys?" Molly asks as they both walk off the stage.
"Someone is after me!" Fi didn't mean to say it like that but there really wasn't any good way. Molly looks at her and tries to hide her oh no not this paranormal crap again.
"What is she talking about Carey?" That upset Fi, Irene couldn't even ask her straight out what was going on, and it was happening to her not him.
"I'm not exactly sure, but something is very wrong. Were not making this up."
"This guy has been following me since we got here, he really hasn't done anything to prove he's the one that did the damage, but –."
"Whoa hold on damage?" Molly jumps in to ask.
"Someone trashed my room; it's a mess." That's a phrase no mother or father ever wants to hear. Jack and Clu notice the little pow-wow meeting and walk over to see what is going on.
"Hey Jack what do you know about that guy from earlier with the red hair?"
"What's the deal with you asking so many questions about that poor guy?"
"Well that poor guy is stalking me and broke into my room!" Once again Fi didn't mean to get so emotional. Jack's eye become wide with anger like he wanted to run off and find this guy rip his lungs out with his bare hands.
"Ok everybody let's calm down. Has anyone called the police yet?" God old Irene taking of the control of the situation like always. Fiona really respected her and what could be called a well sense of timing and organization.
"I was on my way to do that just now." Carey says while walking off with Clu following behind. Fiona knew what was coming next, the questions. A thousand of them with many repeating. There wasn't much she would be able to offer as any help. Both Molly and Jack look like a perfect mixture of anger and sadness. Irene catches Ned's eye and waves him over. The story to the best of their knowledge is filled in for him.
"First things first were checking out of this hotel right now." Molly announces.
"Oh mom you can't! What about the show? This is a big night." Fi tells her.
"Some things like your safety are much more important to me."
"You're mom is right Fiona. I'll go inform the crew to take the stage down. And to think we finally got that damn mic fixed!" Ned says with a chuckle.
"Why does the show have to be cancelled? I mean we can sleep somewhere else, you can still play. I promise I won't come anywhere near here." The three adults look at each other and it's almost like they telethpicatly discuss the situation and the idea.
"I don't know baby I don't feel safe leaving you alone."
"But mom I won't be alone. Jack and Clu could stay with me." She turns towards her brother and he nods to say it was ok by him.
"I could stay and keep an eye on them too Molly. Hey where's Annie?" Fi's eyes become wide as half dollar pieces and her stomach drops to her toes. She couldn't believe in the confusion of the news and what had been going on she had forgotten about her roommate.
"We don't know. Nobody as seen her since five…." Fi went on to tell the story like she had with Jack and Clu.
"Great just great! One child is being stalked and another is missing! I don't even want to think about what might happen to the boys."
"I'm Annie sure is fine mom, she properly went to the coffee shop or something." Fi had trouble saying that because the dreaded feeling that had temporally disappeared was back and stronger then ever. She kept on pretending to herself and to everyone else that all was bascilly fine. Because the moment she admits something is really wrong and all this isn't simple child's play she'd have to face her fears. So if nothings "wrong" nothing will make her and the rest feel uneasy. Fi knew all this pretending wasn't good, but as a kid isn't it more fun to live in fictional and not reality?