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Dusk swept over the groggy sky, splitting the once clear blue in half and causing it to bleed in an array of oranges and reds. Night would soon fall, stirring most so they may either gather in family tradition or ready themselves for sleep. For four teenage girls, however, the fun was just beginning. At precisely eight' o' clock, (and not a minute later!), the girls crept slowly up the highly-inclined hill. Their plans had been slightly altered when told to their parents: Oh, we're just going to climb the hill and then run around the old track behind Lincoln, Mom, Dad. We'll probably play tag and such, but nothing too loud. This was, of course, a nearly complete lie. As the girls crept up the hill, they soon found themselves just feet from the steps of the old Lincoln Middle School. The most hesitant of the four halted her footsteps when they reached the steps, and tilted her blonde adorned head upwards so she could survey the school carefully. "C'mon, Amy, we need to get into the courtyard before dark." Muttered a brunette, who was a great deal taller than Amy. The blonde bit her lip and gnawed on it for a few moments. "I don't know guys..I..I mean, well..What if we're caught? We could get in serious trouble..If they see the smoke.." Amy trailed, trying to weigh the outcomes. "Oh, do grow up." Muttered another blonde, who yanked Amy by the elbow and began dragging the girl up the stair. "Sheridan, quit. I just, I'm unsure..I.." Sheridan rolled her eyes and stopped. The brunette just then decided to intervene. "Well, you can stay out here by yourself, then." She said, a mischievous grin playing upon her lips. Slowly, the brunette edged behind Amy. "Or, we'll take you by force." She whispered maniacally, scooping Amy up and over her shoulder. "Lexi! Put..Put me down!" Lexi merely grinned and trotted up the steps towards the school. Meanwhile, the fourth member of the party merely eye-balled the dusty, unsteady looking school with great intensity. She didn't seem all too keen on the idea of going anywhere near the school herself.
Half an hour later, night had grasped the sky with a great ferocity and shaken all color from it. This only accomplished putting Amy more on edge than ever before. "It's so dark in here." She half-whispered, hesitantly glancing about. Her eyes fell upon a rather peculiarly shaped stump, but such was not what she viewed it as. She let out a small little gasp, and then realized its true identity. The three other girls eyed her curiously, but then returned to their activities. Sheridan was busy trying to light the end of a twig so she could write on the school walls, whereas Lexi was busy trying to start a fire on top of cinderblocks, just as Erin (the analytical one) was wandering around the courtyard, meticulously viewing the random graffiti. "We should leave," Erin muttered, walking slowly back over to where Amy was crouching next to Lexi's wannabe fire. "Party pooper," Lexi retorted, jabbing the small twigs she had gathered with one of their kin. A slightly muffled sigh erupted from Sheridan in protest. "We're here, let's stay here," The girl said, annoyance ranking high in her voice. "Guys, it is pretty dark..," Amy began; unfortunately, she wasn't allowed to finish before Sheridan and Lexi interjected. "So," They chimed in unison. A heavy sigh was expelled for Amy. "It's not just about getting in trouble, guys..I feel..funny," Amy stated, her façade stained with puzzlement. "Yeah, well, you look funny, too, and we aren't complaini-" The glare Lexi received during her fragment of a playful insult from Amy silenced her. "Not the same." Amy said curtly. "Besides, it is more of an instinct, really." Sheridan turned fom her drawing and pursed her lips, furrowing her eyebrows at the same time. Erin just then began to wander form the group, and the light. During a spark of fear, Amy leapt up and bolted after Erin, grasping her arm. "Let's go," Erin whispered, slowly climbing the stairs that lead to the track.
When Amy and Erin reached the top landing of the stairs, they were dead set on leaving their friends behind to toy with fire. Amy had finally let go of Erin's arm, (much to Erin's enjoyment), and was now cantering down the yellow-lined track. The blonde glanced up at the black sky for just a single moment, the first star of the night shining with brilliance. Amy halted in awe. "Look, Erin," She said with simplicity, her hand pointing towards the star. In response, Erin did not utter a single word. Instead, she found herself holding Amy's arm with great ferocity. "Amy," She murmured, "you look." The blonde cocked her head to the side, bewilderment flooding through her. She took a deep breath and counted silently to herself, "1..2..3.." Amy whirled around, her eyes instantly following Erin's outstretched hand. The sky was not its normal navy blue black. Instead, it was pure darkness. A distant rustle could suddenly be heard, along with a fluttering of some kind. Amy strained her eyes, trying to make out what was causing the fluttering noise, and what exactly was pervading the sky. "Erin," She whispered, her throat constricted. "It's coming towards us."
Just a slight cliffhanger - - Shaded