Annabelle

klsncd - In a different cell now. Everything looked blurry, she could only see the white fluffy blobs that made up the walls. But that was it only walls, there was no door, no windows, no escape. There was however another trolley cart, on the cart was a pair of blunt looking scissors, a small portion of some slime globy food. Once again that was it or all she could see anyway. She still had on the same restraints. The ones on her wrist were looser than they were earlier so she could slip her hand through. However the one on her abdomen was a lot tighter and looking at it made it harder for her to breath. She actually started to feel trapped and her breathing unmistakably got faster. She grabbed the blunt scissors to hurriedly get the strap off of her abdomen. But it seemed the more she tried to cut it the tighter it got. And tighter, And tighter, Until it felt like a boa constrictor was trying to kill its prey and she was it. Then it came off. She could breathe. So she took a deep breath and it hurt. But it was the kind of pain someone likes and is thankful for. Because it made her know she was alive. The next was her ankle. The restraint was tight but manageable. It was on one ankle which she commented as weird. She had tried to cut the same as her abdomen but it was thicker. Once again she looked around the room and everything was still blurry but she managed to find what she hoped was a knife. Unassured, she picked it up and attempted to cut the restraint. Annabelle had gotten it off but not without cutting her ankle. It was bleeding quite a lot but not too deep. But she fell to the floor anyway with a thud! And a crack! She could feel excruciating pain radiating from her ankle. But she had to wake up her mom.

¨Mom! Mom! Wake up! Please!¨ There were tears falling from her eyes. She was shoving and pulling her mother but she wouldn't wake up.

¨What do you want?¨ Her eyes were barely open.
She tore a iv pouring a blue shimmering liquid into the inner elbow of her mom's arm. She had moved a little but still hadn't woken up.

"Mom! Mom! Wake up!"
Annabelle then noticed a vent. Low enough that if she moved the bed she had been laying on she could climb and get out. But what happens to her mom?

"Leave me, get ou… tttt" her words barely audible
"I can't" a single tear fell off of her face onto her mom's.
"You must" She wiped the tears from her face and tried to muster up the strength to move the bed.






Ben

8:40 am - “I think I know who is sending the notes,” this was a bold assumption and if he’s wrong it could leave all their relationships in shambles.
“Who do you think it is?”
“I think it's Annabelle, or whoever the fraud is in that hospital room!” Luna didn't look like she believed him as he continued explaining the story, about how weird Annabelle was acting when Luna was out.
“Listen, if your body was taken over”
“God knows how!” Luna interrupted
“Then Annabelles could've to”
“But how? None of this makes any sense, it just doesn’t” She said somberly and angrily.
He tightly grasped her shoulders and stared directly in her blue-violet eyes. Almost shaking her with every syllable he spoke.
“I know, when I was at the hospital it's like I saw two visions interchanging with each other”
They started walking back inside. The snow was still falling and it was getting frostier outside. They changed into whatever they scravenged on the floor, not wanting to go back to their respective homes.

9:40 am - “If the stepdad came all this way because Annabelle's mom asked him to check on her daughter”
“You think he has something to do with it” , beating Luna to the question.
“It only makes sense right”

9:55 am - They walked towards the door hoping to solve the mysteries that had been set upon them, and get a cup of coffee.

© Caitlin