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Murder In Dark Manor [Chapter Six]Category: Story
Thursday, 7 August 2008
12:39:05 PM (GMT)
"No, I won't let you kill anyone else tonight!" I shrieked, jumping up and trying
to get past the man with the knife. But he stopped me and pushed me to the ground
before I could go anywhere.
"Ah, but I will," laughed the man, smiling. Mum had shrunk to the floor in a ball,
and I could hear her sobbing.
The man plunged the knife into my body and I felt myself sinking into nothingness.

"Beccaaaaaaa..." An airy voice was calling my name. I opened my eyes to find myself
in a completely white space. There was nothing here, except a person who I couldn't
make out yet. The voice was familiar...but who was it?
I blinked and tried to get a clearer image of the person. But I didn't need to, as
the name of the person who the voice belonged to suddenly hit me like a bullet.
" meeeeee."
"Huh?" I was confused. Why did I need to save her? She was dead, wasn't she? And
right now, I wasn't exactly thinking about that because I was too excited about the
fact that she was actually standing in front of me and talking to me.
"Where am I?" I asked Katy, but she didn't say anything. She walked around the white
space, not looking at me.
"Katy? What's happened to you? I thought you were dead?!" I said, getting up and
following her.
"I am..." Katy's voice trailed off.
"Yeah, so where are we?"
Katy said nothing. I began to wonder if she actually knew where we were. I watched
her fascinated expression as she looked around the white space, then at me, then
behind me.
"Katy?" I said, desperate for her to answer me.
"You're dead, Becca. And now we are free."

More to come that is not the end OK????

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