"Jackson?" Miley slowly whispered. She didn't know where she was. The last memories were when she walked into Room 13. After that, it all blacked out.
From the corner of her eye, Miley spotted something red lurking from beneath the nearest door.
"Miley... Miley... Come to me... Come to me..." A voice whispered. It seemed like it came from every direction.
Miley jumped out of bed and said,"Who's there? Jackson? Is that you? If it is, you know that w-we're not supposed t-tobe doing these dangerous jokes... Jackson?"
No answer.
Without a sound, Miley crept slowly towards the door. As she reached out for the doorknob, the "blood" stopped lurking into the room.
Miley quickly opened the door. And on the ground was a trail of blood.
"AHH!!!"
Jackson burst out from one of the nearest doors. "Miles! It's not real! Please forgive me..."
"Forgive you? No way! That was the cruelest trick you have ever pulled on me!! I hate you!" Miley yelled anything she could ever think of, ran into the room she came from, and slammed the door behind her.
From behind, Miley could hear Jackson trying to get in, but the door was locked.
"Miles! Open the door! Please forgive me. I know that was the most horrible stunt that I've pulled, but you don't need to lock the door,"Jackson yelled. He knocked and knocked until he heard Miley.
"Jackson?"Miley asked.
"Yeah?"
"I didn't lock the door behind me."
There was a long pause.
"Well, that doesn't make sense. Tell the truth, Miley Ray Stewart."
"I am! Why can't you just believe me for once?!"
"Because.. Because.. Because you're brother's a jerk. I'm sorry, Miles... I really am."
"It's OK.. Just tell me what to do. I don't want to be stuck here for the rest of my life."
"All right. Is there a window in there?"
"Yeah, but it's locked from out side."
"I'll get an employee. Just wait here."
After 10 long minutes, Miley heard 2 voices. She thought both of them were from the other side, but they weren't.
There was Jackson on the other side, but who was this other person?
No.. It couldn't be, thought Miley. It can't be!
Possibly, Mickayla?! No way.
Miley pushed those thought askide and tried to listen to Jackson. But the voice was growing louder and louder until..
"Miley!" Jackson kicked the door, and it fell down.
They had a moment of hugging, and then Miley pulled back with one hand on her temple.
"Ughh... It hurts, Jackson! Help me! Help!..,"Miley screamed from the top of her lungs. There was pain in her head. No, everywhere.
Jackson helded onto Miley. "Just wait here. I'll go-"
Miley grabbed Jackson's sweater.
"Don't go. Please? Ugh..!"
"Doctor! Doctor! Nurse! Come help!" Jackson yelled.
Miley didn't want Jackson to have to suffer just because of her.
And from the corner of her eyes, Miley saw something..
A shadow..
Mickayla..
Sitting on the windowsill with a wide grin on her face.