As I run through the halls I hear a voice calling my name: Heather... Heather... Heather... It's his voice "It can't be, he's dead" I mutter as I run for the stairs. "And monsters are not real but here we are, running from a bunch of things I can't even name" Jamie trips with her own feets before falling down the stairs. I stop and try to help her. "Heather run!" She comands and can't but to listen. And then it comes back... Heather... Heather... HEATHER!!! A cold arm grasps mine, and pulls me into another hallway, I hear Jamie scream as I try to flee *She died for me, her death it's not going to be in vain* I spin on my heels as I try to release myself from this deadly grasp that keeps pulling me down the hallway into the kitchens, I look up and then I see him... ††††††††††††††††††††††††† Heather lost her husband 3 years ago in what it semeed to be a terrible accident. Years later she would finnaly know the truth. After his death, she left to her mother's house, beacuse she couldnt stand to live in that house where she lost him. Now she would have to go back to face her demons...