The door banged shut behind her and Lizzie was plunged into darkness. Utterly still, terrifying blackness and she screamed.
“Hell, no, this isn’t fun anymore. You know I hate the dark. Get me out of here.”
Eerie laughter was her only answer, and hands outstretched in front of her, she tried to find the wall. If she did, she might find her way back to the door, and kill her so called friend.
“Let me out!”
Her hands encountered something.... Masked men appeared in her vision, and her scream of terror woke her up.
“Jeez, baby, you and your nightmares.”
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