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Emptyness is always good...If something is empty, no one is there. Nothing is there. Nothing can happen.
She opened the door. It was totally dark, save the silvery moonlight that streamed through the open window. The curtains were flickering in the breeze, or...they would be if the window was open...
Her heart jumped. She had never believed in ghosts, although this very School was proof that extraordinary and preternatural things were real. But here, in this room, the very walls seemed to throb with life...or afterlife...whatever it was. There was an essence that floated through the room, surrounding her, catching her voice...The vision in her eyes blurred slightly, so she didn't see the cloud manifesting itself in the corner...
But she did notice the blood that was dripping from the walls...
"I have to get out of here..." she thought frantically, her mind in a blur. The icy essence of the ghost clawed at her. Had. To. Get. Away!
She was out in the hallway in a heartbeat, sweat dripping down her neck. A footstep. She jumped...
She opened the door. It was totally dark, save the silvery moonlight that streamed through the open window. The curtains were flickering in the breeze, or...they would be if the window was open...
Her heart jumped. She had never believed in ghosts, although this very School was proof that extraordinary and preternatural things were real. But here, in this room, the very walls seemed to throb with life...or afterlife...whatever it was. There was an essence that floated through the room, surrounding her, catching her voice...The vision in her eyes blurred slightly, so she didn't see the cloud manifesting itself in the corner...
But she did notice the blood that was dripping from the walls...
"I have to get out of here..." she thought frantically, her mind in a blur. The icy essence of the ghost clawed at her. Had. To. Get. Away!
She was out in the hallway in a heartbeat, sweat dripping down her neck. A footstep. She jumped...