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The rain was falling, pouring from the sky. The road seemed endless. My mother's voice still ran through my head, scared, she was crying. Everything was fine until the phone rang. I was driving a 150 Km/h when I was stopped by a police officer. She stepped off her motorcycle and walked towards my car. I remember thinking why she was driving that thing in the rain. She was dressed like it was midsummer en had short blond hair. I opened my window, she leaned forward and took off her sunglasses. "Do you know how fast you were driving, missy?" she said. "I'm sorry." I replied. "I'm in hurry to get home, cause there's something wrong with my parents." "Okay missy, where do you live?" The woman asked ratter friendly. "My parents live up ahead in Riverview." "I'll escort you there." She walked back to het motorcycle and drove off and I followed her. I could feel it getting colder in the car. As I looked at the passenger's seat, I thought I lost my mind. There was snow on the seat, snow. And as if that wasn't strange enough, I suddenly heard a voice yell "Watch out!" and I saw a finger in front of my face pointing towards the road. As I turned my attention back to the road I saw that everything was white, covered in snow. But I also saw what the finger was pointing at, a little girl in a red dress standing in the middle of the road. I hit the break and turned the wheel. My life flashed before my eyes. The car turned and was now horizontal on the road still heading for the girl, who didn't even move or cry or scream or anything, it's was like we weren't even there. The car flipped to a side and rolled over and somehow we missed the girl. I remember hanging upside-down in my car and that the girl came to me and said; "Welcome home, Amy." Before I passed out.

When I woke up I found myself in my parent's house. I ran down stairs and saw my parents talking to the officer that pulled me over. I was told that they dragged me from my car, and put me into bed. When I asked what the damage was, they all looked at me like I was stupid. My mother told me that officer Cybil pulled me over, that I explained that I needed to get home and that she gave me an escort home. And that when we arrived I fell asleep in the car. I walked to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. I walked over to the sink and stared into the oblivion for a short while. Then the lights went out and an unnatural sound came out of the sink, followed by blood. I ran back into the living room to find no one. I looked outside and saw that my car was a wreck and that officer Cybil's motorcycle was covered in blood. I ran outside to see if I could find anyone, but the only thing I found was fog and snow. I turned around to the house and couldn't believe my eyes. 5 feet away from me was nothing, it was just a cliff with a big nothing. And the house was partly destroyed, the wood and stones were just floating behind it. It was like an earthquake ripped open the ground and destroyed my house. "You shouldn't be out here on your own, you know." A voice said behind me. I turned around and saw someone. He was wearing a brown jacket and had messy dark brown hair. He had blood splattered all over him and he held a pipe covered in blood in his left hand. "Who are you?" I asked. "Jonathan." He said. "And you are Amy, so now that the introductions are done we can go." "Go where?" I asked. "Away from here, before HE comes." "Before who comes?" As soon as I said it, he walked towards me and stopped right in front of me. "You mean you don't even know your own mind?" "What the hell are you talking about?" A deep moan was heard from afar. "C'mon Amy, we NEED to go." He grabbed my arm and pulled me with him. We ran for what felt like hours, until we found a playground hidden in the snow and thick mist. "Time to catch your breath, Pond." Jonathan said. "Pond?" I asked him. "Just a little joke, never mind." He said with a smile, he was cute. In the short time I've got to know him I already liked him. Suddenly something changed. His smile vanished and he stared at something behind me. He took his pipe steady in his hand, ready to strike. I slowly turned around and saw a figure coming closer. I slowly started to walk backwards but then the figure started to walk faster. It came closer and closer and then it grabbed me, I wanted to scream but I couldn't. "Amy?" a soft voice said to me. I opened my eyes and looked at the figure, she was familiar. She was wearing a blue jacket and a white shirt that had blood stains all over it, her blonde hair tied together in a knot and her blue eyes were looking scared at me. "Tracy?" I said. "What happened?" I asked her. "What happened? What happened. You happened, Milton." "I don't understand, I don't know what you're talking about Tracy." She looked at me, no longer but with fear but with furry. "Take it easy Tracy, it's gonna be alright." Jonathan said to her. "It's gonna be alright, do you hear yourself Jonathan? Wake up and smell the blood. She got us into this, it's her fault." "Tracy don't do this, it's not worth it." Jonathan said. "I have no idea what you're talking about!" I shouted. Tracy turned her attention back to me. "What you claim not to know is merely what you've denied. The whole truth you claim to seek eludes you, because you won't look at what's around you!" Tracy yelled. I was scared, I felt so alone and hopeless. The only think I could do at the moment was stare at the ground. When I finally found the courage to look up I saw that Tracy was crying. But before I could react I saw that her tears were frozen, that her lips were turning blue and that her eyes were turning into ice and so the rest of her body. She reached out for me, to grab me but I stepped away. "This is all your fault, you are to blame for this. Why I ask you, WHY!" Were her last words. She froze in place, turned to ice, with her hand still reaching for me. Then out of nowhere the frozen body was hit by a huge sledgehammer. The ice and frozen blood was launched over the playground. In front of me was standing a huge hooded figure wearing a long black raincoat that was soaked in blood. His face was covered by a gasmask and he made unearthly sounds. It looked right at me. He raised his sledgehammer and was ready to strike me down.

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The rain was falling, pouring from the sky. The road seemed endless. My mother's voice still ran through my head, scared, she was crying. Everything was fine until the phone rang. I was driving a 150 Km/h when I was stopped by a police officer. She stepped off her motorcycle and walked towards my car. I remember thinking why she was driving that thing in the rain. She was dressed like it was midsummer en had short blond hair. I opened my window, she leaned forward and took off her sunglasses. "Do you know how fast you were driving, missy?" she said. "I'm sorry." I replied. "I'm in hurry to get home, cause there's something wrong with my parents." "Okay missy, where do you live?" The woman asked ratter friendly. "My parents live up ahead in Riverview." "I'll escort you there." She walked back to het motorcycle and drove off and I followed her. I could feel it getting colder in the car. As I looked at the passenger's seat, I thought I lost my mind. There was snow on the seat, snow. And as if that wasn't strange enough, I suddenly heard a voice yell "Watch out!" and I saw a finger in front of my face pointing towards the road. As I turned my attention back to the road I saw that everything was white, covered in snow. But I also saw what the finger was pointing at, a little girl in a red dress standing in the middle of the road. I hit the break and turned the wheel. My life flashed before my eyes. The car turned and was now horizontal on the road still heading for the girl, who didn't even move or cry or scream or anything, it's was like we weren't even there. The car flipped to a side and rolled over and somehow we missed the girl. I remember hanging upside-down in my car and that the girl came to me and said; "Welcome home, Amy." Before I passed out.

When I woke up I found myself in my parent's house. I ran down stairs and saw my parents talking to the officer that pulled me over. I was told that they dragged me from my car, and put me into bed. When I asked what the damage was, they all looked at me like I was stupid. My mother told me that officer Cybil pulled me over, that I explained that I needed to get home and that she gave me an escort home. And that when we arrived I fell asleep in the car. I walked to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. I walked over to the sink and stared into the oblivion for a short while. Then the lights went out and an unnatural sound came out of the sink, followed by blood. I ran back into the living room to find no one. I looked outside and saw that my car was a wreck and that officer Cybil's motorcycle was covered in blood. I ran outside to see if I could find anyone, but the only thing I found was fog and snow. I turned around to the house and couldn't believe my eyes. 5 feet away from me was nothing, it was just a cliff with a big nothing. And the house was partly destroyed, the wood and stones were just floating behind it. It was like an earthquake ripped open the ground and destroyed my house. "You shouldn't be out here on your own, you know." A voice said behind me. I turned around and saw someone. He was wearing a brown jacket and had messy dark brown hair. He had blood splattered all over him and he held a pipe covered in blood in his left hand. "Who are you?" I asked. "Jonathan." He said. "And you are Amy, so now that the introductions are done we can go." "Go where?" I asked. "Away from here, before HE comes." "Before who comes?" As soon as I said it, he walked towards me and stopped right in front of me. "You mean you don't even know your own mind?" "What the hell are you talking about?" A deep moan was heard from afar. "C'mon Amy, we NEED to go." He grabbed my arm and pulled me with him. We ran for what felt like hours, until we found a playground hidden in the snow and thick mist. "Time to catch your breath, Pond." Jonathan said. "Pond?" I asked him. "Just a little joke, never mind." He said with a smile, he was cute. In the short time I've got to know him I already liked him. Suddenly something changed. His smile vanished and he stared at something behind me. He took his pipe steady in his hand, ready to strike. I slowly turned around and saw a figure coming closer. I slowly started to walk backwards but then the figure started to walk faster. It came closer and closer and then it grabbed me, I wanted to scream but I couldn't. "Amy?" a soft voice said to me. I opened my eyes and looked at the figure, she was familiar. She was wearing a blue jacket and a white shirt that had blood stains all over it, her blonde hair tied together in a knot and her blue eyes were looking scared at me. "Tracy?" I said. "What happened?" I asked her. "What happened? What happened. You happened, Milton." "I don't understand, I don't know what you're talking about Tracy." She looked at me, no longer but with fear but with furry. "Take it easy Tracy, it's gonna be alright." Jonathan said to her. "It's gonna be alright, do you hear yourself Jonathan? Wake up and smell the blood. She got us into this, it's her fault." "Tracy don't do this, it's not worth it." Jonathan said. "I have no idea what you're talking about!" I shouted. Tracy turned her attention back to me. "What you claim not to know is merely what you've denied. The whole truth you claim to seek eludes you, because you won't look at what's around you!" Tracy yelled. I was scared, I felt so alone and hopeless. The only think I could do at the moment was stare at the ground. When I finally found the courage to look up I saw that Tracy was crying. But before I could react I saw that her tears were frozen, that her lips were turning blue and that her eyes were turning into ice and so the rest of her body. She reached out for me, to grab me but I stepped away. "This is all your fault, you are to blame for this. Why I ask you, WHY!" Were her last words. She froze in place, turned to ice, with her hand still reaching for me. Then out of nowhere the frozen body was hit by a huge sledgehammer. The ice and frozen blood was launched over the playground. In front of me was standing a huge hooded figure wearing a long black raincoat that was soaked in blood. His face was covered by a gasmask and he made unearthly sounds. It looked right at me. He raised his sledgehammer and was ready to strike me down.