A/N: Hey, everyone!

So, as you may have noticed, I didn't post the next chapter of my fanfiction last night. That's because I was attacked by a bear during a gothic Halloween photoshoot in the woods, and I ended up in the hospital. My laptop is at home, and my friend who was supposed to bring it to me was stuck at school because THAT FOCKING PREP BETHANYY CRAHSED HER STOOPID CAR INTO SCHOOL and hit the headmaster and it went into lockdown.

I'm sorry for the delay, and I'll post the next chapter as soon as I can. In the meantime, bear with me! (geddit?)

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Part 5 - Blood on the dance floor:

We arrived in New York City and took a taxi to our hotel. The taxi driver was very rude to us. "Shut the fuck up, all of you!", he yelled. "I'm sorry," Zayday said. "It's just that we're all really excited to be in New York." "Whatever, just shut the fuck up," he said. We were all staying in the same room together. As we walked into the lobby, I saw a man dressed in red. He had a red mask on and a red hoodie. He looked really creepy.

"What the fuck is that?", Chanel 3 said, staring at the man.

"I don't know.", I replied, staring at him too.

The man turned around and looked at us. Then he walked out of the hotel.

"That was really weird.", Hester said.

"Yeah, I wonder what he was up to.", Zayday said.

We all went up to our room and unpacked our things. Then we went out to explore the city. We walked around Times Square and went shopping. We had a great time.

Later that night, we were all in our room, getting ready for bed. We turned off the lights and got into bed.

Suddenly, we heard a scream. We all sat up in bed and turned on the lights. Then we heard another scream. It sounded like it was coming from outside, but when we looked out the window, there was nothing there.

"What the fuck is going on?", Chanel 3 said, scared.

"I don't know.", I replied, just as scared.

Then the lights went out. We were plunged into darkness. We heard the man laughing.

"Who are you?", Chanel yelled. "Why are you doing this to us?"

There was no answer. We heard the man laughing again. Then we heard footsteps outside our room. We all screamed.

Suddenly, the lights came back on. The man was gone. We all breathed a sigh of relief.

"That was really fucking creepy.", Chanel said.

To take our minds off things, we went to a club called The Raven's Nest. It was a gothic club and it was really dark inside. There was a dance floor and a bar. We ordered some drinks and then we started dancing.

I was dancing with Chanel 3 and Hester. We were having a great time. Then I saw the man in red walk into the club. He was wearing the same red hoodie and red mask. He walked up to the bar and ordered a drink. Then he turned around and looked at me. I froze. I couldn't move. I was paralyzed with fear. Then he started walking towards me.

He reached out and touched my face. I felt a cold chill run down my spine. Then he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "I know what you are.", before he walked away.

I turned to Chanel 3, Chanel and Hester. "Did you see that?", I asked.

"Yeah, what the fuck was that about?", Chanel 3 said.

"I don't know, but I'm getting the fuck out of here", Chanel said.

"Ugh don't be so boring Chanel, it's just a creepy guy", Hester said.

Suddenly, I saw something fall behind Hester and heard a thump. I ran over. The dance floor was stained a deep burgundy by blood and in the middle, was a Taylor Swift! Someone had fallen off the balcony! We all looked up… and the man in red was there!

Everyone scremed, except me.

"Taylor Swift is totally a prep, she deserved it," I said.

"What the fuck! Someone got fingered over the balcony!", Chanel 3 yelled.

Chanel 5 replied, "I don't think that means what you think it does"

"I can't believe Taylor Swift is dead!", Chanel interrupted, panicked.

"We need to get out of here!" Chanel 3 said.

"Hester, come on!", I said, grabbing her hand.

We all left the club and went back to our hotel room. We were all scared and we didn't know what to do.

The next day, we went to the police station and filed a report. The police said they would look into it, but they didn't seem very helpful.

We decided to leave New York City and go home early. We were all scared and we just wanted to go home.

Suddenly, whilst we were packing, we heard another scream. We ran to the window and looked out. This time, there was someone there. We saw the man in red, standing over a dead body. It was….. Dumbledore! "HE KILLED DUMBLEYDORE!1!," I shrieked. Then he turned and looked at us. We all screamed and then he ran away.