znadias-Aw, poor you. Not! Ha! I'm evil! I know I am. I'm probably the most insane and evil person you have ever met! Oh, ha, sorry, I just finished reading the story that I wrote and my friend posted it, and I'm getting a little hyper. Yeah Sorry. I'm too crazy for my own good. Yeah. Ha! I just love cliffies, don't you. You know why I write cliffies? Because if I don't, nobody reviews ::Pout:: and that makes me sad.

Moovalous-I have one question for you, Miss Cow. Is milk for real! I mean, seriously! No kidding! Do you mind if I die and hunt you and keep scaring you everyday. Cattttttth! Boo! Ha!

GroovyB-Oooo, sorry, you won't be meeting the Hecter Dude-as you call him-for a long time. He's my secret! And you don't get to be in on it. Ha!

Alenor-Are you Aussie? Coz Aussies are so cool! And what is it with the Cya later? It's kinda creeping me! Not! Ha! Psych! Nobody ever believes me when I say Psych! Why? One time I told my friend the wrong number. I was like Psych! And she didn't believe me! So she called the wrong number! Can you believe that! I'm weird! I'm crazy!

Carolina-This story is Juicy? Whoo, this is getting weirder. First Groovy, and now juicy! I'm so weird. Aren't double spaces to ugly! Sorry, I'm on booze!

Flonshoe-is that your name or something, or does it have a meaning? I mean, moi, how am I suppose to know what you mean my moi? Hey moi! How's it going moi? Oh god, I'll just shut up.

Ah! Jeez! I forgot to work on this fic! OMG! I like totally forgot, I though I was finish. Sorry for the delay. And now, I'm frustrate and tired.

Oh yes! And if you get a chance to, please read Gameshow Galore ) that my friend and I wrote! It is sooooooooo funny. And yes, in case you're wondering,I'm a crack.


I screamed my lungs out!

Shut up! The voice rang inside my head.

"OMG! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!!" I screamed wildly.

"Calm down Susannah, are you okay?" Jesse asked me holding me in place.

Suze, you know me. Now, I need you to do something. The voice whispered softly.

I immediately calmed down.

Listen, I need you to-

"Look! Her eyes are turning red!" Jesse yelled. The voice bounced off my ears. I tried hard to listen to what Jesse was saying, but could see or hear anything.

"SUZE!" I felt somebody slap me! I looked up at Paul. He slapped me! Well, not that hard. But he slapped me. I clutched on to my cheek. No it didn't hurt, but I wanted to make it seem like a big deal.

Suuuuuuze. The voice was trying to get inside my head again.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed, running away. I knew I can't fight it off again. I caught Chelsea glaring at me. "What!"

"Nothing," she said still glaring.

"Whatever," I sighed. This place was creeping me out. First Hector De Silva, and then

"Susan, you know if you want to sing, you don't have to do it here," Taylor said smirking down at me.

"Well, unlike you, I'm acutally not pathetic for a boyfriend. And I'm not willing to steal a boyfriend either. So just shut up."

"Jesse! Stop her! She just insulted me!" she bawled.

znadias-Aw, poor you. Not! Ha! I'm evil! I know I am. I'm probably the most insane and evil person you have ever met! Oh, ha, sorry, I just finished reading the story that I wrote and my friend posted it, and I'm getting a little hyper. Yeah Sorry. I'm too crazy for my own good. Yeah. Ha! I just love cliffies, don't you? You know why I write cliffies? Because if I don't, nobody reviews ::Pout:: and that makes me sad.

Moovalous-I have one question for you, Miss Cow. Is milk for real! I mean, seriously! No kidding! Do you mind if I die and hunt you and keep scaring you everyday? Cattttttth! Boo! Ha!

GroovyB-Oooo, sorry, you won't be meeting the Hector Dude-as you call him-for a long time. He's my secret! And you don't get to be in on it. Ha!

Alenor-Are you Aussie? Coz Aussies are so cool! And what is it with the Cya later? It's kinda creeping me! Not! Ha! Psych! Nobody ever believes me when I say Psych! Why? One time I told my friend the wrong number. I was like Psych! And she didn't believe me! So she called the wrong number! Can you believe that! I'm weird! I'm crazy!

Carolina-This story is Juicy? Whoo, this is getting weirder. First Groovy, and now juicy! I'm so weird. Aren't double spaces to ugly! Sorry, I'm on booze!

Flonshoe-is that your name or something, or does it have a meaning? I mean, moi, how am I suppose to know what you mean my moi? Hey moi! How's it going moi? Oh god, I'll just shut up.

Ah! Jeez! I forgot to work on this fic! ONG! I like totally forgot, I though I was finish. Sorry for the delay. And now, I'm frustrated and tired.

I screamed my lungs out!

Shut up! The voice rang inside my head.

"OMG! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!!" I screamed wildly.

"Calm down Susannah, are you okay?" Jesse asked me holding me in place.

Suze, you know me. Now, I need you to do something. The voice whispered softly.

I immediately calmed down.

Listen, I need you to-

"Look! Her eyes are turning red!" Jesse yelled. The voice bounced off my ears. I tried hard to listen to what Jesse was saying, but could see or hear anything.

"SUZE!" I felt somebody slap me! I looked up at Paul. He slapped me! Well, not that hard. But he slapped me. I clutched on to my cheek. No it didn't hurt, but I wanted to make it seem like a big deal.

Suuuuuuze. The voice was trying to get inside my head again.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed, running away. I knew I couldn't fight it off again. I caught Chelsea glaring at me. "What!"

"Nothing," she said still glaring.

"Whatever," I sighed. This place was creeping me out. First Hector De Silva, and then

"Susan, you know if you want to sing, you don't have to do it here," Taylor said smirking down at me.

"Well, unlike you, I'm actually not pathetic for a boyfriend. And I'm not willing to steal a boyfriend either. So just shut up."

"Jesse! Stop her! She just insulted me!" she bawled.

He didn't say anything. Instead, he took a glance at me. "Susannah, are you alright?"

I looked up at Jesse. His eyes full of concern. "I'm just fine," I muttered.

Suddenly, my cell started ringing. I picked it up. "Hello?"

"Susannah?"

"OMG! Father D? How are you?" I asked in excitement, I haven't heard from him ever since he sent us out.

"Susannah. Exactly where are you?" He asked sounding concerned.

"Father D!" I screamed. "We're braking up, I can't really hear you."

He muttered something. "Susannah, I need to tell me where you are."

I looked around. A wall with the white paint peeled off, an old bookshelf that wasn't painted yet, and a chipped old sign. I took a step closer to get a better look.

/nd/ng /oom

Maners o/ly

Looking back at the rest of the gang, they weren't paying attention. "I don't know. Can't really tell. Ndng oom? Maners oly? I really don't know."

The door quickly shut behind me.

I squeaked. "Father D?" I muttered. But the phone was disconnected. "Father Dominic? Father!" I screamed sounding alarmed. As laughter once again, rang in my head.

I hurled onto the ground in pain. My head was splitting.

I screamed in pain clutching onto my head, which was now roaring, like something was about to break out.

I heard footsteps circle me. Chuckle.

"Stop! Please STOP!" I screamed in pain.

Then, it stopped. "You aren't the one I was looking for."

I kneeled up. "What?"

He chuckled as if it was only a good joke.

The door busted open. Jesse!

"Jesse! Get out of here!" I screamed. My head jotted in pain.

"Susannah?" he asked looking around in the dark.

I stood up, despite my weak knees. "Jesse, you need to leave-" But I was struck down before I could say anything more. I fell down right on my bums. Smooth.

"Susannah! Are you okay?" Jesse said rushing to my side.

"Jesse," I said through gritted teeth. "I can't get up, I'm frozen. A little help here?"

BOOM!

And I crashed into a bunch of chairs. Ouch!

BAM!

I fell into a desk, crushing it. I howled in pain. Ow much?

Laughter roared in my head.

How can I fight something that I cannot see?

I reached out and grabbed a handful of shirt, throwing it against the wall.

It growled. "You've been a naughty girl, now you must be punished."

I shivered.

I was grabbed the neck, and thrown against the door.

"Susannah!" I heard Jesse, who sounded like he was in pain. What! He was being attacked too?

But before I could say anything in reply, I was crushed onto the ground. "Hey!" I said lifting myself with what little arm strength I have left.

The room suddenly roared on fire, burning every corner in the room. It was lit up, yet nothing could be seen, except for Jesse, looking like he's just been hit in the stomach-which he probably have been-lying head flat on the ground.

I ran next to Jesse.

Hahahahahahaha! The fire roared.

Creep.

I looked around, I was surrounded. By fire.

Oh god. I'm so died.