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It was seven a.m. I got out of bed and walked quietly down the hall.

The stupid art on the ceiling made me frown. Those eyes... I need to rip that thing to shreds...

I sighed as I walked into the living room and picked up the camera behind the TV.

I was in my old pajamas. Which was just am tank top, sweats, and barefoot. Like a give a crap anyway...

I sighed before plugging the camera into the TV again and hitting play.

Sammy was in his room again. He had tears still going down his cheeks.

His door was open so he picked up the Golden FredBear plush and walked over and outside.

"You know he is hiding again..." The creepy doll said again.

"I know he is... That's why I have you..." Sammy's small voice said.

"He won't stop until you find him..." The bear said again.

Sammy sighed. "I don't want him to..."

I was quiet as I watched the camera feed. It was static but didn't make the static sound...

Sammy walked and stopped by the couch.

"Over there..." The bear said as he faced the TV.

Sammy didn't seem to understand it as he set the bear down and saw his old train.

Sammy smiled before walking over.

Suddenly Jordan jumped out with the stupid Foxy the Pirate mask.

I half screamed myself, jumping up and hitting a person with my back.

Sammy collapsed to the ground in a heap, crying from fear as Jordan started laughing.

"Tomorrow is another day..." The Freddy bear said before the video stopped.

My breathing was still behind and my heart was slowly going back to normal.

"Are you okay?" Garroth's voice asked me.

I looked at him and moved away. "Yeah just... Just looked at family stuff."

He looked at the frozen screen. "That your twin and your younger brother?" He asked.

"Uh... N-No. They're my cousins..." I lied, looking at him.

Garroth raised a brow before nodding slightly.

I smiled weakly before turning and turning off it.

My cheeks were heating up.

I just ran into... my guy roommate... And... That felt...

No. Just...

No...

Not until after Jason today...

"So, you hungry or anything?" I asked him as I turned to him.

"Uhm... Kind of... But... Not really." He said.

I quietly nodded. "Well... I was going to go do something... Want to come with then?"

He bit his lip. "Well... I don't have a choice... Since I have to go anywhere you go..."

I raised a brow before groaning. "Oh of course.."

He chuckled lightly.

I sighed with a smile. "Alright. Well, get dressed then." I said before walking down the hall to my own room.

I closed my bedroom door before changing.

It's June still so, I changed into a (f/c) t-shirt, a pair of flare jeans that had holes in the thighs and knees, and just gray tennis shoes.

I looked at the mirror in my room. If I looked in the corner of my eye, I could see a faint figure always standing there.

It's a ghost that always haunts me... I don't know who it is or what it wants but, she just stands there.

Just when I look in the mirror. She talks to me at night, asking me things I don't know the answer to.

Why do you live alone? Do you know what happens when they catch you? Why are you scared? Why do you not try to get rid of me?

She still looks fairly young, like my little sister...

I sighed before brushing my hair out and pulling it into a side braid. At least it doesn't look like a pop can exploded under my pillow anymore...

I sighed before walking to the door.

"That man has a good soul. Why do you not leave Jason and go with him?" The faint girl's voice said.

I looked back and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, the first time without the mirror...

"Because you can't love someone you just met." I simply said as I walked out and shut the door.

Garroth was waiting in the main room, messing with something.

I raised a slight brow before walking over. "You alright?"

He jumped slightly as he turned to me. "Uh... Yeah." Suddenly some heat rose to his cheeks.

I chuckled. "Alright. Then why are you blushing?"

He bit his lip. "Uhm..."

I laughed lightly before walking over to the door. "Come on."

He was silent as he followed me.

Okay. He's a tall guy... Quiet... And blushes a lot... Is he like the definition of a blonde guy? I mean... He isn't dumb like most blonde girls, but, he is too nice sometimes...

We walked down the street when he looked up. "Uh... Where are we going exactly?"

I looked at him quietly as we walked. "I'm going over to the Pizzeria... Something happened again..." I said softly.

"Why would you need to go though? Isn't that what the manager does?" Garroth said again, confused.

I chuckled. "Well, when your the manager's daughter... You have to do things as well..."

He bit his lip. "That's why my parents know yours. Business stuff..."

"Yup." I popped my lips when I said it. "My dad doesn't have very many friends other than business partners..."

Garroth softly nodded. "Ah..."

It grew quiet again before I looked forward and stopped.

He stopped behind me. He quizzically looked at me.

I bit my lip as I looked at the large fence around it. "Someone's inside..."

Garroth looked at me. "How do you know...?"

I walked over to the fence and pushed part of it in, a large section just falling out. "That..."

He bit his lip. "Whoa... Who would break in to a run-down pizzeria...?"

I looked at him. "It's two days run down... Gangs like to sneak into closed buildings and wreck it."

He sighed before seeing me crawl through.

"Where are you going?"

I looked at him. "Someone's in there. And I gotta find out who the hell it is."

He drew quiet before following me in.

I looked ahead. I want to know who got in... But... That was a pristine cut... Whoever did that... Knew what they were doing...

To be Continued...