Hey all, so I am sorry for the infrequent updates, I've been really busy lately; soccer tryouts, games, practices, tournaments, band, and my job. Not to mention writing other chapters for some of my other stories. Not that this one isn't important, I just hadn't updated for a longer period of time than I had with this one. Please forgive me; I'm trying my best. I recently posted a new story; it's main characters, Katniss+Darius. I know, it's a weird pairing, but a lot of people seem to enjoy it. It would mean a lot to me if you checked it out and left a review!

I have created a Poll to see where readers read author's notes. I know, it's silly but I really want to know since I usually don't write author's notes unless they're important. In the reviews could you please tell me which ones you prefer? It would mean so much and be very helpful to me.

A=Depends on how long the A/N is

B=Beginning

C=End

D=I always read A/N

E=Never

Thank you so much!

Clove POV

We continue walking down the eerie hallway, much to my displeasure. I jump whenever a mouse scurries across the floor (which seems to happen a lot) and occasionally some liquid drops down from the ceiling. It takes everything in me not to throw up. And I love scary stuff.

"Hey Clover" Finnich calls. I run up to him and we round the corner. He wraps his arm around my waist and whispers in my ear "Don't want you getting lost"

I shove him away and jog up ahead. I ignore his calls and continue forward. After a while I turn a corner and at the end of the dusty, humid hallway is the figure of a woman.

I stand there frozen staring ahead at the lady. From where I stand her hair is long and black, hanging loosely over her shoulders. She's hunched over and I cannot see her face. She's wearing a long white nightgown that drags on the floor and is made out of some kind of transparent fabric.

"Clover" Finnick shouts exhasperated. He catches up to me and wraps his arm around my shoulder.

"What's wrong?" He questions. I'm too scared to speak, so I shakily raise my finger to point at the lady. I feel Finnick tense against my body, but almost as soon as it came, he relaxes.

"Hey, Annie! We've been looking all around for you" Finnick shouts. I quiver, due to the sudden sound of his loud voice. He starts to walk forward, with me in tow. I dig my feet into the ground as soon as the woman's head snaps up. Her face is mostly shielded from her hair, but I can see her mouth.

"Finnick, t-that isn't Annie" I whimper as I burry my head in his shirt.

"Don't be ridiculous" He sneers, but I can sense a small wavering in his voice. He stops moving forward, much to my relief, but all fear comes flooding back as the woman starts walking towards us.

Although, she really isn't walking, she's more gliding over the surface. I tremble, as she bolts quickly to us and I'm afraid she's going to hit us. But she stops not a yard away. Her hair and dress flick forward, due to the sudden lack of movement.

Rigidly I turn to look up at her. Her eyes are a consuming black and her face is pale and hollow. She notices my stare and turns her head to look at me. She gives me a smirk and cocks her head to the side. I slyly return the smile and I spot a small twinkle in her eye.

Suddenly I feel happier, less frightened. I am at peace. But that all goes away when her whole face drops and she glares at me.

She begins to move her mouth and I wonder what she's trying to say. Eventually, somewhere in the distance I hear the faint sound of 'tick tock, tick tock'.

Gradually it's gets louder and I realize that the sound is coming is coming from the woman's mouth. I stumble back as 'Tick Tock, Tick Tock' fills my ears.

Finnick starts to walk backwards and I cling tightly to him. The woman starts gliding towards us slowly, and we turn around and run for our lives.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Tick Tock

It gets so loud that I feel as though my ears are about to explode. I cover them with my hands, but that does nothing to stop the wretched sound. Finnick and I run hastily through the maze, all the while knowing that someone, or something is chasing us. Eventually I begin to feel claustrophobic, as the walls seem to be closing in on us.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Tick Tock

At the end of the miserable corridor I see a faint light. My legs pick up the pace with each step and it's not long before I fall through the opening that once had a curtain draped over it.

I can still hear the faint Tick Tock, Tick Tock ringing through my ears, but it has stopped echoing through that… dungeon. It's replaced by maniacal laughter.

Okay, so I know this wasn't very long but I didn't have any other ideas at the moment. Please forgive me for my horrible creepy writing, I'm not very good at it and this is where I practice.

I am very sorry for the long delay, but it took me a while to write this up. It should have been up a few days ago, but instead I wrote a chapter for one of my other stories instead. Please review, I love to hear feedback!

(P.S. Thank you so much for all of your support, I didn't expect so much for this story!)