H.E.K. Files: Chapter one~ Dreams At 2:05 am
Janey Lee Quart pulled herself up the pulley at the Monstrous Ski Lodge. Higher and Higher... When she was 45 feet in the air, SNAP! The pulley broke and sent Janey Lee catapulting down to the icy rock. Her head landed first with a sickening crack. Janey Lee's body was twisted like a pretzel. Blood gushed everywhere. The gruesome horror video played in Evelyn's mind. It wasn't fake, it was real. No matter what. Evelyn woke up and screamed from the memory.
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Down the runway she went, blinging off her girly flair. Heather posed with grace, her smile as white as can be. She knew she was one of the best models out there. At the end of the show, the judges tallied up the results. Heather still wore her runway clothes. A short, hot pink, frilly tube top dress with black high heels that went further than Pittsburgh. The judges called out," Trisha Benket, Sarah Langini, Kristin Per, and Heather Fachin." Heather couldn't believe her luck. Everyone ran up to her with congratulations except Evelyn and Krystal. Evelyn was at the Monstrous Ski Lodge, and Krystal was at their mansion, working on a story. A blood curdling scream rang out, and Heather jumped out of her bed.
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Krystal typed furiously away on a key board. She was writing a novel about a man that kept breaking into houses and left everything a mess. She got thirsty and went into the kitchen for a latte. In the room, it was just like how her story described it. Tables turned over, food thrown to the ground... Was she imagining it? Krystal pinched herself, took off her glasses, cleaned them, and put them back on. Just as Krystal saw the image, a scream broke through her thoughts, and she toppled out of bed to investigate.
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Down the runway she went, blinging off her girly flair. Heather posed with grace, her smile as white as can be. She knew she was one of the best models out there. At the end of the show, the judges tallied up the results. Heather still wore her runway clothes. A short, hot pink, frilly tube top dress with black high heels that went further than Pittsburgh. The judges called out," Trisha Benket, Sarah Langini, Kristin Per, and Heather Fachin." Heather couldn't believe her luck. Everyone ran up to her with congratulations except Evelyn and Krystal. Evelyn was at the Monstrous Ski Lodge, and Krystal was at their mansion, working on a story. A blood curdling scream rang out, and Heather jumped out of her bed.
! ! ! ! !
Krystal typed furiously away on a key board. She was writing a novel about a man that kept breaking into houses and left everything a mess. She got thirsty and went into the kitchen for a latte. In the room, it was just like how her story described it. Tables turned over, food thrown to the ground... Was she imagining it? Krystal pinched herself, took off her glasses, cleaned them, and put them back on. Just as Krystal saw the image, a scream broke through her thoughts, and she toppled out of bed to investigate.
posted by Eva Weidenfeld at 4:48 PM
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CREEPY!!!
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