This story is about a 13 year old girl named Y/N, who lives in Denver.
Trying to solve the case about the mysterious disappearances of the kids that live in that area.
With the help of her siblings Finney, and Gwen.
Till one day, Y/N...
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Y/N POV: I looked around, seeing that I was back in the same basement, from my dream before. Why am I here, again....? I sighed loudly, turning around. I gasp, surprised to who I was seeing in front of me. Robin!! "Robin!" I yell, running up to him. He was staring down at the floor, clenching his fists. I looked at him, worried. "Robin, hey! Why aren't you saying anything? Why....why're YOU, here?" I question. No response. "No, no, no, no. This can't be happening, right now...." Robin whisper's. Can he not hear me? "I need to get out of here, right now. I need to escape." Robin say's to himself. He can't see, me. Nor be able to hear what I'm saying. I then hear a door open. Robin and I turning to look towards the door. Him, again. I gasp, seeing what he's holding (TW‼️) on his hand. A knife. "Hello." "What the hell do you want?" Robin say's, clenching his fist. The grabber chuckles, "Well, someone has an attitude." The Grabber says. "Might wanna watch that tone. Before I do something that you won't....like." He say's. I gasp, disgusted by what he just said. I turn to look at Robin, seeing him in a fighting stance. He's about to fight him....! "Robin, no!! He has a weapon! It's too soon to fight him, now!!" I yell. "Come." Robin say's. The Grabber chuckles, walking towards Robin. I start to panic, "NO! NO!" Robin throws the first punch, fighting the Grabber. The grabber than gets a hold of his arm, lifting up the hand that has the knife. No, no, no, no! "ROBIN!!"
"ROBIN!!" I yell, sitting up. I breath heavily, looking around. I'm back in my room. Another bad dream....
I put my hand on my chest, trying to calm myself down. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath. It's okay, Y/N. It was just a nightmare. It wasn't real. Robins fine. He's alright. I nod to myself, getting out of bed. Time for another day of school....great. I walk up to my closet, picking out an outfit to wear.
Found an outfit! I grab the outfit, changing into it.
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