"Are you Lizzy's cousin?" the art teacher asked. Sam was just about to go home and see if her little cousin was all right. Lizzy had left soon after lunch saying she hadn't been feeling quite herself, Sam was worried. Sam nodded and the art teacher looked slightly relieved. "Could you take this to her? It's her art project, simply amazing her best work ever. Do you know what this is though?" The art teacher took out a piece of paper, on it was an extremely detailed drawing. It had the same girl with hair covering her face, she was standing in front of the ring of light at the bottom the letters red like blood seemed to trickle down. The words were easy to read and the entire picture left an unwelcoming image planted firmly in Sam's memory. For at the bottom were the words: "Everyone shall suffer." She grabbed the picture suddenly overwhelmed with an unprovoked fear. She raced toward her house, throwing open the door.

"LIZZY!" she screamed her heart pounded in her throat. Something was wrong the house was too quiet. "LIZZY" she screamed straining her ears to hear her cousin's reply. But there was none to be heard. Sam walked quickly through the house her footsteps and heart beat blending together into one horrible pounding. She raced up to Lizzy's room the door was locked. "LIZZY?!" she yelled. Sam pounded on the door with all her might but it was no use. "LIZZY CAN YOU HEAR ME?" There was no response but Sam was beginning to suspect that her cousin might be... she shook her head to get rid of those devastating thoughts. She collapsed her back to the door. Sam sat there looking at the ceiling and sobbing softly.

"Sam, I told you I don't want to talk!" snapped a voice from inside the room. Sam froze, as relief flooded over her like a tidal wave. She stood up knocking on the door once again.

"LIZZY HOW COULD YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT DOING THIS TO ME!! I WAS SO WORRIED I HAD NO IDEA WHAT WAS WITH YOU-" Sam cut off as there was a sound like a T.V coming on it was quickly followed by her cousin's scream. "LIZZY THIS IS NO TIME FOR HORROR MOVIES!" Sam snapped. The air around her turned into ice, she could see her own breath. The entire house had gone as cold and as silent as death. Sam felt the blood drain from her face. From inside Lizzy's room came a steady dripping noise. There was a splashing thud as if something wet had hit the floor. It was followed by another one and then and even louder one. There was a small pause, "Lizzy w-what's going on in there?" Sam asked nervously. There were soft, wet, thuds almost like footsteps. They seemed to be moving toward the door. Sam tried to scream, tried to move, but it was futile. Her entire body was frozen. Her voice trapped inside her throat. Everything around her had transformed. The black rays of the once calming sun fell upon her body piercing her skin like icicles.

"Lizzy," Sam heard her cousin's name but the voice belonged to no one she knew. In fact whoever had spoken didn't even sound like they belonged on this planet. It was a girls voice probably around sixteen. She sounded angry, evil, also a bit sad . She heard the footsteps again, and the pathetic whimper of her cousin. "Your seven days are over." the voice said this time the sadness was gone and only anger remained. Sam struggled against her invisible bonds. She felt such amazing power in the house. Whoever was in there with Lizzy had power beyond imagination. Sam wished desperately that Danny was there. She tried to contact him using her psychic powers but when she tried she was blocked by a much more powerful force. It was like an ant trying to penetrate a brick wall. "Say goodbye... Elizabeth." said the voice. Lizzy let out a blood curling shriek. Sam tried to say something again but it was no use, whoever it was still had a hold over her. Slowly everything began returning to normal. The black rays of the sun vanished revealing the cool night sky. How long had she been in that...that...that whatever it was hold, it...she it had been female. She had been too powerful to be a ghost. Sam hated to admit it but she had been more powerful than Danny. She heard a click as the door unlocked itself.

"Lizzy!" Sam yelled, racing inside. She saw something on the T.V. it looked like...like a well of some kind. The T.V flipped itself off before she had gotten a good look. Sam looked around her cousin's room, things were broken, ripped, and in a horrible state: Sam turned away from the wreckage and immediately regretted it. Lying on the ground, in a puddle of water, was Lizzy. Her wide, lifeless eyes stared up at Sam. Her face was twisted in a horrible scream of fear and pain. Her hair looked as if she had ripped it in some kind of manic frenzy. But it was her expression that was so horrible. Her eyes blank and cold, her face frozen forever in a look of maddening terror. There were scratches on her cheeks and her clothes were caked in blood that seemed to have spilled from her mouth and nose. Sam screamed at the sight racing backward into a wall. The drawings were still clutched in her hand. "Is this what killed you?" Sam asked looking at the girl and then at a few o the other drawings. "Who is she?" Sam asked herself. She was too weak and the shock had gotten to her. She began sobbing uncontrollably. "Who was that? Has she been killing everyone? What's going on!?" Sam screamed pounding on the walls to hard she might have broken her hand. "Why did you have to die!? You knew what was going on! You should have told us! But now you can't. Now... you're...you're gone. Dead." The word tasted fowl in Sam's mouth, she felt sick, why was the room spinning. Too many questions, Sam didn't know the answers but the one thing she did know what that the ground was rushing up to meet her very suddenly.

Disclaimer: Well I think that is scary enough don't you? I hope everyone enjoyed Chapter two sorry for the delay in getting it up, I had school. But please review.