Walking down the halls, a large frown on her face, she made her way to the
lab.
"When I find him, I'm going to kill him. I should have had my results over
an hour ago." She noticed the lights where off. "Don't even tell me he's not in yet. If
he's not, Grissom's gonna kill him. Opening the door to the lab, she found Greg on the floor. He didn't move. Didn't look up, he didn't even give her his, happy little smile. Something
was wrong.
"Greg? Greg!" She began to shake him. "Greg, are you ok? Did Gil's spider
get out and bite you? Greg, can you even hear me? Greg?"
Nothing, she looked at the paper in her hand. It read in big dark letters
DEATH. She saw her IP address on it. "Greg, this isn't funny."
"It's coming.... Death.... It is coming. Yes, yes she is. And hell, it follows.
It follows with her." Greg began to mumble. "Greg this isn't funny. If you don't stop, I'll tell
Grissom where your coffee is." Sara threatened. Greg kept mumbling.
A scared Sara come out of the lab. The door beginning to shut behind her.
Suddenly Greg yelled. "She's here!"
The lights went out all of the sudden. Sara wished she hadn't come in
early. Her and Greg were the only ones in the entire building. Sara ran
back to Greg. Tried to get him out. It didn't work.
The computer flickered on. 'Hello Sara. Nice to see you again. I always wanted quality time with my favorite CSI. I've been watching you, Sara. Grissom doesn't deserve you...'
It flickered off. She turned to Greg, who had passed out in her hands. The
printer jumped to life, spilling out a peace of paper. Sara read it.
LETS TAKE GIL OUT OF THE EQUATION
She turned to run, but found a Gray figure standing in front of her.
'Sara... Sara.... How nice to see you again.'
Sara was scared. Greg began to mumble something.
"What did you do to Greg."
'Sara... don't take that tone with me... he's only in shock...'
The figures hand reached out to touch Sara.
She stepped back.
'What are you doing Sara... It's not nice to make the... dead mad.'
"Leave me and my friends alone." She tried to be hard, but found it
impossible.
'Sara, don't try and defy me, Sara! I'm all you have!" It yelled in a satanic voice. It came closer. Sara, without thinking, Drew
her gun and fired at the figure. It disappeared.
Not before leaving it's warning. 'I'll get you Sara. I'll get you. You will all pay for what you did to me.
I'll find you...'
'I'll get you...' The last sentence came is a low whisper.
Sara collapsed to the ground. The gun, falling from her hand. She didn't
know what to do. No one would believe this.
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Outside, Warrick and Nick were talking.
"Nick, I'm only going to say it once, she likes you, a lot!"
"Really War? And what tells you so." "She was talking in her sleep yesterday, in the break room. Something about
you."
"That doesn't sound like..."
He was cut off by the two shots. Grabbing their weapons the ran inside.
an hour ago." She noticed the lights where off. "Don't even tell me he's not in yet. If
he's not, Grissom's gonna kill him. Opening the door to the lab, she found Greg on the floor. He didn't move. Didn't look up, he didn't even give her his, happy little smile. Something
was wrong.
"Greg? Greg!" She began to shake him. "Greg, are you ok? Did Gil's spider
get out and bite you? Greg, can you even hear me? Greg?"
Nothing, she looked at the paper in her hand. It read in big dark letters
DEATH. She saw her IP address on it. "Greg, this isn't funny."
"It's coming.... Death.... It is coming. Yes, yes she is. And hell, it follows.
It follows with her." Greg began to mumble. "Greg this isn't funny. If you don't stop, I'll tell
Grissom where your coffee is." Sara threatened. Greg kept mumbling.
A scared Sara come out of the lab. The door beginning to shut behind her.
Suddenly Greg yelled. "She's here!"
The lights went out all of the sudden. Sara wished she hadn't come in
early. Her and Greg were the only ones in the entire building. Sara ran
back to Greg. Tried to get him out. It didn't work.
The computer flickered on. 'Hello Sara. Nice to see you again. I always wanted quality time with my favorite CSI. I've been watching you, Sara. Grissom doesn't deserve you...'
It flickered off. She turned to Greg, who had passed out in her hands. The
printer jumped to life, spilling out a peace of paper. Sara read it.
LETS TAKE GIL OUT OF THE EQUATION
She turned to run, but found a Gray figure standing in front of her.
'Sara... Sara.... How nice to see you again.'
Sara was scared. Greg began to mumble something.
"What did you do to Greg."
'Sara... don't take that tone with me... he's only in shock...'
The figures hand reached out to touch Sara.
She stepped back.
'What are you doing Sara... It's not nice to make the... dead mad.'
"Leave me and my friends alone." She tried to be hard, but found it
impossible.
'Sara, don't try and defy me, Sara! I'm all you have!" It yelled in a satanic voice. It came closer. Sara, without thinking, Drew
her gun and fired at the figure. It disappeared.
Not before leaving it's warning. 'I'll get you Sara. I'll get you. You will all pay for what you did to me.
I'll find you...'
'I'll get you...' The last sentence came is a low whisper.
Sara collapsed to the ground. The gun, falling from her hand. She didn't
know what to do. No one would believe this.
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Outside, Warrick and Nick were talking.
"Nick, I'm only going to say it once, she likes you, a lot!"
"Really War? And what tells you so." "She was talking in her sleep yesterday, in the break room. Something about
you."
"That doesn't sound like..."
He was cut off by the two shots. Grabbing their weapons the ran inside.