I know it's been a while since I've been on so thanks to everyone who reviewed remember I don't own any of this so don't sue, review!!!!

Also Laraqua and anyone else who's interested Nurse Lisa will be in this fic, I know her and Cybil never met but it's AU I can make them meet if I want!!

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The Nightmare Really Starts

They stopped in the dark hallway and waited for a few seconds, expecting to hear more creatures dragging themselves down the hall.

"Okay I'm gonna take a guess and say there's nothing there, I vote we go down", Darrell suggested, cautiously shining Cybil's torch along the corridor, it did very little to help but it was better than nothing.

"Okay, just be on your guard, last time was too close for my liking", Cybil replied, "I suppose we should check all the rooms really, you up to it?". Darrell shrugged.

"I'm getting paid for it aren't I?", she replied before starting off down the corridor, they passed the main entrance and stopped at the first door on the right. Darrell hesitated at the door before pushing it open and stepping in. She jumped back into Cybil at the sight in front of her.

"No...no...no not again, how many damn bodies are there in this town", she babbled, Cybil gently stepped past her and froze at the body of what was presumably the school nurse, hung from the ceiling.

"Looks like it all got too much for her", she commented, "Drove her to suicide". Darrell glared at her in disbelief.

"The damn woman's dead, we're surrounded by ghouls and all you can do is diagnose how the poor woman died!? I don't believe you, do you have no feelings?". Cybil turned to have another go at Darrell when she saw the fear residing in Darrell's light brown eyes, it struck something deep in her heart and she sighed.

"Whatever kid, we can't leave her here like this, what do we do with her?", she asked, Darrell stepped into the room and closed the door.

"Put her on the bed and cover her with the blankets, it's not much but at least she got some kind of burial", she mumbled, Cybil reached out and gently squeezed her shoulder. Darrell glanced up and managed a watery smile.

"Hey come on, it'll be okay, I promise", Cybil comforted, Darrell nodded and took a deep breath. Soon they had taken the nurse from the noose and lain her on the bed, Darrell looked away as Cybil covered her, she walked quickly over to the cupboard and pulled out a couple of health drinks and a small bandage.

"You alright?", Cybil asked gently, Darrell nodded.

"I've never been good with funerals, whether I know the person or not", she mumbled. Cybil was about to say that it hadn't been a funeral but decided, for Darrell's sake, not to mention anything.

"Let's get out of here", she offered, walking over to the door, Darrell nodded and followed the other woman out of the room.

"Wanna check out the courtyard, we can get to other sections of the school that way", Darrell suggested, looking at the scrappy mess that was their map. Cybil nodded, almost sure she'd heard someone giggle a second ago. Darrell watched her for a few seconds before walking over to the door and pulling it open, a blast of cold air hit her and she shuddered before stepping out onto the concrete steps, Cybil close behind her.

"Damn it's cold", Darrell muttered, shivering a little before regaining her composure and shaking the cold out of her thoughts.

"It's a ghost town, what did you expect?", Cybil smirked as they walked into the centre of the courtyard. Darrell shrugged.

"I dunno, hot weather and a beach with an ice cream van nearby?", she suggested, "Hell look at the size of that clock!". Stood in front of them, in the corner of the courtyard, was a tall stone clock, incredibly detailed with a large glowing face. They looked at it for a little while, the symbols on either side meaning absolutely nothing to them. A rustling behind them was what took their attention from the clock.

"What was that?", Darrell demanded, fear starting to show in her voice, Cybil pulled out her gun and checked it was loaded.

"Sounds like....", she was cut of by a squealing and another of the small monsters burst out in front of them, Cybil blasted it with 5 successive rounds a watched with relief as spasms shook it's body and it died.

"How many of these are there?", she mused aloud, she turned to Darrell, expecting a joke, only to find her younger friend was frozen to the spot, like she was in a trance. Cybil reached out and gently shook her. Darrell jumped and glanced up at Cybil, suddenly aware of the intense concern in Cybil's eyes, her heart trembled at the open emotion before she shook her head.

"Sorry, I guess I zoned out there", she smiled, Cybil nodded, curious as to what the emotions were she had seen flash through Darrell's eyes, whatever they were they made unexplainable trembles go through her.

"Well you're back now so all's well", she replied. Darrell nodded before walking over to the nearest door and turning to look at Cybil.

"Can we go now? The less time we spend here the better as far as I'm concerned", Darrell said softly, avoiding meeting Cybil's eyes.

"Okay", Cybil replied, walking over to join Darrell, the doors creaked open with dreaded horror and sighed against the walls with defeat. They listened keenly for the sound of creatures dragging their rotting bodies down the corridors but nothing.

"Okay let's split for a second and check how many of these are actually open, 'cause I got a feeling the red scribbles mean locked", Cybil commented, as she started walking down the left hand corridor. Darrell felt overwhelmed with a feeling of dread as she peered around the corridor, she shudder and forced herself to walk down and check whether the door opened. The light wooden door slid open easily.

"Hey kid, you found anything?", Cybil asked, jogging to catch up with Darrell, "The door down there's jammed or something". Darrell pushed open the door and let Cybil go in first, obviously still jumpy from the last time she'd gone in the room first. The room was pitch black and silent as they quietly walked across the floor, Darrell kept the torch zig zagging back and forth, searching for anything suspicious.

A loud screech flew across the room behind them, they jumped and it turned into a tune, shrill, slow and creepy, chilling them to the bones as they scanned across the floor for what it was. The torch settled on a small, metallic coloured mobile phone, the screen was smashed but it still appeared to be working. With shaking hands Cybil answered it and a small girl spoke before the line went dead and silence was restored.

"Who was it?", Darrell whispered fearfully after a few seconds, the words came out as a hushed hiss that barely caught Cybil's attention.

"It sounded like a little girl", she replied, "She said........Different here.....whatever that means". Darrell shrugged and made her way towards the other door in the room. They came out onto another hallway, Cybil indicated for Darrell to lift the torch so its gleam reached the back of the hallway. A shawdowed figure could be made out, tumbling towards them with uncontrolled movement. Cybil carefully raised her gun and pulled the trigger, the bullet flew straight past the creature and into the locker behind. She shot again, this time the bullet reached its target and the creature recoiled, allowing Cybil time to embed another bullet into it, and another. It toppled to the ground about 4 metres away from them and only then did they notice the second one slouching behind it. Cybil struggled to load her gun and Darrell looked in a panic for something to use as a weapon. She noticed a baseball bat on the bench and grabbed it, pulling it back and sending a bone shattering blow to the creature's head, it flew across the corridor and smashed into the wall, Darrell spun and slammed the bat into it's head again, this time sending blood across the wall. It fell to the floor and died instantly.

"Nice moves", Cybil commented. Darrell shrugged and carefully walked around the creatures.

"The sooner I'm allowed a gun the better", Darrell replied as they carried on walking towards the East Classrooms.