Susan
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She joined us
days ago. Her name’s Susan Thatcher. She is number five. She looked harmless at
first. I don’t think she spoke to any of us at first. I don’t think she spoke to
any of us at first. I don’t think she spoke to any of us at first. I don’t think
she spoke to any of us at first.
“What’s wrong,
Sue?” Shannon asked. Susan didn’t answer. I don’t think what happened was her
fault. She’s a victim like us.
Everything was
fine in late November. Susan stayed in her room. She only came out to eat.
“Is she okay?”
Karen asked. No one had an answer. Still, we were worried.
It started with
strange noises at night from her room. It sounded like… whimpering? Crying?
“Is she okay?”
Phoenix asked. None of us bothered to check. Why? Honestly, I don’t know. We
should’ve paid more attention.
One night, I
awoke to more whimpering. No, there was something else. I pressed my ear against
the wall. It sounded like Susan. Was she talking to someone? I sat up with my
darts in my hands. I knocked on the wall.
“Hello?” I
whispered. “Susan?” I knocked on the wall again. Something knocked back. I about
jumped. I moved so fact that I about hit the floor.
“Shit!” I
yelled. I pushed myself to my feet and ran out of my room.
Wailing filled
the hallway. I ran Susan’s door. Karen, Phoenix, Rebecca, Grace, and Bunny stood
around her door.
“You heard it
too?” I asked.
“Shhh!” they
whispered. I closed my mouth. Phoenix moved aside to let me listen. Screaming
and growls filled my ears. What the hell was this?
“I’m going in,”
I said.
“No, don’t!”
Bunny shouted. I knocked on the door.
“Susan?” I
asked. “Are you okay in there?”
“Go away!” she
shouted.
“She can talk?!”
Grace asked.
I’m going in,” I
said. I tried to open the door.
“No! Go away!”
Susan yelled. The door was locked.
“Come on! Open!
Open!” I shouted. I started to break down the door. The girls helped me out. We
didn’t give up even with Susan shouting at us.
“Stop it! Stop it! No! Don’t! Stop! Stop!” she screamed. We broke down the door. What we found made out jaws drop. A giant demon sat on her shoulders. Those black eyes glared at us. The wings overshadowed her. The horns touched the ceiling. We could see its black tongue when it opened its mouth and hissed at us. Susan sat in the corner weeping.