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CHAPTER 7

She kept screaming, and pounded on the door, as hard and as loud as she could. Somebody had to save her, she wasn't going to die now, or was she. The stranger was getting closer, and closer to her, and she didn't know what to do, she was starting to panic.

"SOMEBODY, PLEASE HELP ME!" She screamed. She knew that for somebody to hear her they would need good ears, because her hospital room was far from the waiting room, and there weren't any people near her, so she didn't think that anyone would hear her anyway, but she had to try.

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The waiting room was pretty quiet, and peaceful. Crystal, and Gloria were glad to be back, but they got no "welcome back" from their mother, nor did they expect to.

Suddenly, Gloria shot her head up, with a look of fear on it.

"Gloria, what's wrong?" Crystal asked her younger sister.

"Did you hear that, it sounded like a scream? To be honest, it sounded like Theresa screaming." She replied, feeling a cold chill run down her spine.

"Gloria, Theresa is fine, why would she be screaming?" Crystal asked.

"I don't know, but she is in trouble, I can tell by the fear in her voice." Gloria said.

Suddenly the scream was heard throughout the waiting room, and looks of panic were exchanged.

They all did what they knew was right, and ran to Theresa's room. Eve was in head of everybody, because she was the doctor.

Once they reached the door, they tried to open it, but it wouldn't open, even with a key. Theresa was on the other side of the door, pounding and screaming, with a figure not very far from her.

They saw the man with the hockey mask, and fear immediately ceased their hearts.

Everyone was trying to push the door opened, and Theresa was still pounding, but they are not having much luck.

Theresa turned around, and gasped. His knife was just inches away from her heart.

Suddenly, right before the knife cut, something fell through the ceiling and right on top of her, bringing the object and Theresa flying on the floor.

The thing was, it wasn't an object, it was a person.

Theresa was once again covered in blood, but looking at who it was that fell, she didn't care about the blood.

It was...

NEXT CHAPTER:

• Who fell through the ceiling?

• Does the masked man finish what he started, killing Theresa?

• Somebody is killed by the serial killer, who?

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