When he woke up the first thing he noticed was Susie and Henry looking at him.

"Are you ok?" Susie asked clearly concerned.

She knew the real answer already but still wanted to hear his answer.

"I'm fine." He lied, fixing his gaze on the wall. 

He stared at the wall trying to remember the events of his dream. Everything was blurry but he remembers being scared, he remembers feeling weak, he remembers hated the feeling, but he remembers nothing else. 

"You sure don't look fine." She replied, emphasizing the word 'fine'. 

He glared at them for a moment before asking "What's that supposed to mean?" 

"Well to start, you look like you just saw a ghost." She smirked. 

"Something definitely scared you." Henry added.

"I said I'm fine! Just leave me alone." Sammy retorted.

By now Henry was frustrated. Out of everyone in the whole studio who could of became a kid, it had to be this stubborn bastard.

"Damnit Sammy! We are trying to help you." He shouted. 

"Well maybe I don't want your help!" Sammy shouted back, before turning away from them. 

At that moment, everything went quiet. Not even one of them made a single peep. Just the three of them, the tension in the air, and the silence.

After a few moments of silence Susie laughed, which gained his attention.

"What?" Sammy asked, not looking at them

He got no response, just more silence. Then he heard Henry laugh. 
 
So he asked again, still not looking at them "What?" 

Yet still, he got no answer. The laughing continued, each passing second it got more and more distorted. Frightened he turned around to see that Henry and Susie were replaced by two distorted creepy copies.  He froze, as the demonic laughing got louder and louder, and then… everything went black.