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Chapter 7

"God that dinner totally wiped me out! I'm so ready for bed" whined Seth who flopped down on the bed. Seth and Summer had just arrived back from their dinner with Ryan and Marissa.

Seth flipped over and turned the TV on searching for a decent channel. Summer walked into the bathroom and took off her make-up and cleaned her teeth. She then walked back into the bedroom towards the walk-in closet. She striped her dress off and hung it back on the rail. She grabbed her light nightie and pulled it over her head. She suddenly heard a soft sigh coming from the far corner of the closet. At first she thought it was Cohen but then how would he get in there, he was just sitting on the bed watching TV a minute ago.

She walked to the corner to where the sigh came from. As she came closer she felt something brush past her. Summer quickly turned round trying to see through the darkness. She turned her attention back on the corner walking nearer suddenly another sigh came from the other side of the closet. She whipped round staring into nothingness. Then a clicking sound came from the door. Summer ran towards the door and yanked the handle trying to open it.

"Cohen" she shouted "Cohen, the doors' stuck."

But he couldn't hear because the TV was so loud. She began to pound on the door trying to make more noise than the TV was.

After a few minutes Summer stopped and pushed her ear up to the door and heard Seth snoring softly, he had fallen asleep and she was stuck in the closet which was beginning to freak her out.

Summer began to cry, she knew she was being silly and girly but she was truly scared. She had heard sighs inside the closet someone was in there with her. But she wasn't sure who or why. She was lost in her thoughts when she heard mumblings of some sort.

"Hello" she called out "Who's there?"

Suddenly the mumblings became clearer. This person was specking in Spanish. The voice was soft and quiet most likely a little girls voice in Summer's opinion. Summer sank to the floor leaning against the wall cover with clothes. The voice began to suddenly speck in English.

"They did it. They did it. They deserve what they got. I got my revenge," the voice chanted over and over again. This was really scaring Summer shitless.

She pulled her knees up to her chest and used her hands to cover her ears blocking the chant. She stared out into the darkness, tears streaming down her face. Summer saw a flicker of white in front of her. Her tears increased when she noticed a 15 year old looking girl standing in front of her. She had long black hair which was dripping wet. She was wearing a long white nightie which was also drenched. Her skin was pale; white as sheets and her eyes were jet black, she looked pure evil. The girl stared at Summer reciting the song over and over again.

She stood where she was standing glaring at Summer with angry eyes. What sacred Summer the most was that his girl looked a lot like her with the same colour hair, same height and same voice kind of. This was her, she was this girl.

Summer was now sobbing harder than ever. What was she going to do? What was going to happen to her? What did this girl want?

It suddenly dawned on her. The story. The story the pervy man told them. The girl who was killed by her parents in the story was standing in front of her. Now Summer understood the chant the girl was still saying. She was talking about her parents; they were the ones who deserved what they got. It now all made sense.

But that did not reassure Summer, she was still scared shitless. Her eyes were now stinging from all the tears but they still kept coming. Her thoughts were interrupted by a banging on the door.

"Summer?" called Seth voice. "You alright baby. You've been in there for a while."

Summer looked up at the girl and she made no expression to show that she had even heard his voice. So Summer did the one thing she could think of. Call for help.

"Cohen help! The door's stuck and she gonna get me" she screamed. Not taking her eyes off the girl, who still kept chanting her song.

"What who's gonna get you?" shouted Seth through the door his voice sounding just as scared.

"The girl. The girl from the story. Hurry Cohen" sobbed Summer.

Seth pressed his ear up against door and heard the soft chanting and Summer's sobbing. Straight away he knew she was right and in trouble. He tugged on the handle hard. He knew that the door wasn't going to budge.

He took a few steps back and shouted to Summer to stay away from the door. He then ran at the door throwing his shoulder into it trying to knock it down. It didn't work the first time so he decided just to kick it in. After a few kicks the door gave it and burst open.

The closet flooded with light coming from the bedroom. Seth franticly searched for Summer. He saw her squatted against the wall with her knees drawn up against her chest. He rushed down to her, wrapping his arms around her shaking body.

Summer buried her head into his shoulder trying to forget what just happened. Once the door had opened she was so glad that he was there. Once she was in his arms again she searched the room looking for the girl but she was no where in sight.

It was probably all in her head. She just got stuck in there and her mind was playing tricks on her. But what she didn't know was that Seth had also heard the girl through the door.

Seth pulled away from her and quickly searches the closet. No one was in there. He was extremely scared about what had happened. But right now all he had to do was concentrate on Summer. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, closing the closet door with his foot. The door slammed shut this made both Seth and Summer wince. He placed her on the bed and pulled the cover around. Seth crawled into the bed next to her; she reached over and pulled herself to him. He wrapped his arms around her and laid there for a while waiting her to clam down and fall asleep.

But Summer couldn't sleep. It creped her out too much. She had stopped crying now. She laid her head on his chest staring no stop at the closet door. She felt Seth breathing steady, he had fallen asleep. She knew she wouldn't, but after a few hours of staring at the door she began to drift to sleep wrapped in the arms of her rescuer.