" Shit"
Tori immediately stuck her index finger into her mouth to lick away the blood.
"ugh." Trina who was sitting beside her moaned, looking away. She doesn't do well with blood.
"Can you get me a plaster?" Tori asked her, Trina nodded and headed off to the kitchen.
Suddenly Tori looked the other end of the couch, She was getting a little freaked out by the feeling something was there. Sometimes, Tori's imagination is too big. Like, recently thinking that there is something in the house. This has been happening to Tori for about a week and a half now... and she couldn't help but think that there's some supernatural force at work here. Tori suddenly felt a cold wind blow down her neck, making a shiver run down her spine. Tori immediately stood up and walked away from the couch, and into the kitchen where Trina was still trying to open a plaster, trying to forget about my whole situation. But it was hard to ignore the burning feeling of eyes watching Tori wherever She went.
Making sure that everything was fine, all doors well locked, windows secured and nothing alive in there or above them, they slowly went to sleep. Once more, at 3am in the morning, they were awaken by the sound of someone or something stomping right on top of them. Decided to find out who it was both ran out into the hallway.
"Do you see anything? " Trina said
" No but it sounded like it came from the roof, get the ladder." Tori ordered
Trina nodded but the second she approached the door she was met with it hitting her brutally and square in the face knocking her out and causing her a profuse bleeding.
" Trina!"
" My nose... I'm bleeding..."
Half an hour later the bleeding in Trina's nose had stopped and after making sure that nothing or nobody was on in the roof, they returned to their rooms, they were finally able to sleep for a couple of hours before the morning sun woke them.
Tori looked into her room, she felt someone watching her, As she went to the window, Tori turned around to only feel extremely cold breeze on her, Weird she thought, There isn't any draft in here..She walked back down stairs. She still could shake the feeling she was being watched.