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The Ring: She Never Sleeps
Steve and Camo made their way to the door. The screaming continued upstairs, making Camo and Steve uneasy.
The door slammed shut.
(Upstairs)
"M-Mage?" Shana Ann whispered.
The screaming had stopped, leaving an eerily quiet silence behind. Shane slowly got up and once again attempted to open the door. It opened.
Shane screamed.
(Downstairs)
"No!"
Camo and Steve were trapped. They weren't alone. Which was unfortunate for the two boys.
Camo sat in the middle of the stone floor. It was cold, and wet. Wet? Camo looked down. There was a puddle on the floor, and it was getting larger by the second. Steve screamed as a slimy green arm slowly reached up and grabbed Camo. Camo screamed.
And screamed.
And screamed.
Steve backed toward the door, trying to push it open. Why won't it open? The hand, unfortunately, was attached to a body. Samara Morgan. The girl walked toward Steve. Steve screamed, even at that moment horrible images bombarded his mind.
An old woman.
A doll.
A girl.
Steve's last image was of himself. Dieing. And Camo. Dead.
(Upstairs)
"What is it Shane?"
Sandra and Shana Ann slowly walked up next to Shane. There sat Mage. But it wasn't her. It couldn't be. Her mouth was wide open, her nose gone. Her head tipped forward, dead.
"NOOOOO! NOO!" Shana Ann screamed.
"AAAHH!" Sandra couldn't take it. She needed to get out. She had to get out. "NO!"
"Sandra! Stop!"
Sandra ran. Something appeared behind her. It was an old woman, with white hair. Samara's grandmother. The grandmother screamed and reached out to Sandra then pushed her. Sandra fell down the stairs. Dead.
The grandmother turned to the two remaining victims huddled in the corner.
"She was dead when she was born. Samara was dead." A little girl appeared behind her, Samara. She looked like she did before she died.
"Her mother refused to believe. She was crazy; everybody knew she was crazy. I had her put in that room after Samara died. But something happened. Little Samara came back to life.
"I never sleep." The girl muttered.
"Daddy loved the horses. Daddy and mommy left this house, ran away with the horses. We lived by the sea."
Shane and Shana Ann continued to listen.
"The servants all began to die, soon after she left. It was like her powers were still here. In the house. They killed me, the servants. Had me hanged. I came back though. They will not rest. And neither will you."
Samara and her Grandmother walked toward Shane and Shana Ann.
The old woman.
The head.
"Come and play, Samara."
The ring.
The ring.
Before you die, you see the Ring.
You saw the signs.
You have 7 days.
You will see the signs.
The Ring: She Never Sleeps
Steve and Camo made their way to the door. The screaming continued upstairs, making Camo and Steve uneasy.
The door slammed shut.
(Upstairs)
"M-Mage?" Shana Ann whispered.
The screaming had stopped, leaving an eerily quiet silence behind. Shane slowly got up and once again attempted to open the door. It opened.
Shane screamed.
(Downstairs)
"No!"
Camo and Steve were trapped. They weren't alone. Which was unfortunate for the two boys.
Camo sat in the middle of the stone floor. It was cold, and wet. Wet? Camo looked down. There was a puddle on the floor, and it was getting larger by the second. Steve screamed as a slimy green arm slowly reached up and grabbed Camo. Camo screamed.
And screamed.
And screamed.
Steve backed toward the door, trying to push it open. Why won't it open? The hand, unfortunately, was attached to a body. Samara Morgan. The girl walked toward Steve. Steve screamed, even at that moment horrible images bombarded his mind.
An old woman.
A doll.
A girl.
Steve's last image was of himself. Dieing. And Camo. Dead.
(Upstairs)
"What is it Shane?"
Sandra and Shana Ann slowly walked up next to Shane. There sat Mage. But it wasn't her. It couldn't be. Her mouth was wide open, her nose gone. Her head tipped forward, dead.
"NOOOOO! NOO!" Shana Ann screamed.
"AAAHH!" Sandra couldn't take it. She needed to get out. She had to get out. "NO!"
"Sandra! Stop!"
Sandra ran. Something appeared behind her. It was an old woman, with white hair. Samara's grandmother. The grandmother screamed and reached out to Sandra then pushed her. Sandra fell down the stairs. Dead.
The grandmother turned to the two remaining victims huddled in the corner.
"She was dead when she was born. Samara was dead." A little girl appeared behind her, Samara. She looked like she did before she died.
"Her mother refused to believe. She was crazy; everybody knew she was crazy. I had her put in that room after Samara died. But something happened. Little Samara came back to life.
"I never sleep." The girl muttered.
"Daddy loved the horses. Daddy and mommy left this house, ran away with the horses. We lived by the sea."
Shane and Shana Ann continued to listen.
"The servants all began to die, soon after she left. It was like her powers were still here. In the house. They killed me, the servants. Had me hanged. I came back though. They will not rest. And neither will you."
Samara and her Grandmother walked toward Shane and Shana Ann.
The old woman.
The head.
"Come and play, Samara."
The ring.
The ring.
Before you die, you see the Ring.
You saw the signs.
You have 7 days.
You will see the signs.