Run while you still can…                                                                                                                       Years ago, a boy was born. Only a few weeks later he was left on the steps of an orphanage. Taken in by  Clarke as a baby, he knew that the next 18 years would be worse than anyone could imagine. As he grew older, he only got more curious. Today was his 18th birthday. By now you are probably wondering why he is just a ‘his’ – he had no name except ‘he’ except.. Wait.. I am going too fast. Let me continue. When  he turned 18, he ran. He ran to blood ripple lake. That is when it all happened. Did he speak? N,o he just thought. He sat beside the lake just thinking about what he could find out or who he could find. Until, out the corner of his eye, he could see an immense black figure coming closer and closer. Could he run? No he could barely move… a hand reached out and he tried to grab it but the hand was not there to help him only to kill him. Next thing he knew he was sinking down the lake being crowned death.

Ring ring..

Alissa smith picked up the phone to see who was ringing. Unknown number. she expected it was probably her friends new number. She was very wrong… She answered it only to hear a muffled voice saying, “Come Alissa. Come and be crowned death.” Was it a prank? No it was him. Who? Him. Alissa had no idea what to think. or to say. She could only think to run. To the lake. No to Merelda’s house. When Alissa arrived, she told Merelda everything. Neither her or Merelda knew who this unknown caller was. A few hours later, all of Alissa’s friends had arrived at Merelda’s house. They ran to blood Ripple Lake, as they thought it was the only way to get answers. Was it? No it was not… they all sat around the lake thinking all they did was thought. Silly idea? Very silly idea. Out of the corner of their eyes they saw something. It was an immense black figure. Did they run? Some. How many? All but one. Merelda was frozen stiff with fear: they tried but not hard enough. When a hand reached out, Merelda was awoken from her sleep of fear. She tried to grab the hand to help her up, but that is not what it was there for – she got pushed into the lake. Was she dead? No. She was only crowned death. Alissa and her friends ran.

Alissa Smith woke up the next morning and went into the bathroom. She turned on the tap, but instead of water rushing, blood came crawling out. She screamed and tried to run out the door, but it was locked. She tried to turn off the tap, but she couldn’t. She heard Merelda’s voice singing, “Drown in my blood.” Did she? Of course she did. She drowned in her best friends blood. They all did.