{A few hours after the whole forcefield dilemma}
Sam: *suddenly wakes up in a cold sweat*
Kaytee: *standing there waving at Sam*
Sam: *screams and rubs eyes*
Kaytee: *disappears because she is a hallucination*
Sam: *sigh of relief* *gets up to go to the bathroom and get something to eat*
*knock on front door*
Sam: *walks over and answers* Hel- *wide eyes*
Off Brand! Scout Girl: *looks like Kathrine in Sam's eyes* Hey!
Sam: *slams the door closed*
Off Brand! Scout Girl: So... you don't want your weekly cookies?
Sam: *slowly opens it back up* *sighs again* Uh yeah..... I do. Sorry.
Off Brand! Scout Girl: Oh! Good! That'll be $2.99! *gives Sam a box of Off Brand cookies*
Sam: Hold on one minute. *goes into kitchen to get wallet from purse* *grabs wallet* *walks back to the front door and gives the girl the money* Here you go.
Off Brand! Scout Girl: Thanks!
*the world flickers to black and back again*
Girl: Um... You have blood on your shirt.
Sam: WHAT?! *looks down and there's nothing there* *looks back up at the girl*
Girl: *is no longer there because that last line was also hallucination*
Sam: *slams door shut* What is going on?!
*knock on door... AGAIN*
Sam: *opens it slowly*
Nalitie: Hi Sam! You alright?
Sam: *completely lying* Yeah... Totally fine!
Nalitie: Right... I'm coming in just to make sure... *pushes past Sam into house*
Sam: NO! *tries to push her back out*
Nalitie: What is up with you?
Sam: Nothing! I'm fine! I just want some alone time with my cookies. *waves the cookie box*
Nalitie: *face flickers into Samara's face* Are you sure?
Sam: *eyes wide* Yeah.... Yeah....
Samara: Are you alright? *sharp toothed grin*
Sam: NO! NOT AT ALL, OKAY?!!?!?!?! NOW GO AWAY BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE MAKING IT WORSE!!!! *slams the door closed*
Nalitie: *knocking on door frantically* Sam? Sam? Do... do I need to get you some help?
Sam: I don't know...... *opens the door back up*
Nalitie: Do you need a hug?
Sam: That won't help.
Nalitie: *hugs Sam anyway* *stabs something into Sam's back, all the way through her stomach*
Sam: *screams in pain*
Nalitie: *is now Samara* *pulls out the knife* *traces it along her stomach* Mine...
Sam: *weakly shoves Samara out and slams the door, locking it fully*
Samara: *rolls in through window* *shoves hand through Sam's stomach* IT WILL BE MINE.
Sam: *screaming and crying in pain, agony, and many other things*
YOU ARE READING
Random Weirdness
RandomMy weird self and idea making brain would like to host (or hose like I typed it first) the 123456789th annual randomness! And NO I am NOT a crazed lunatic that can't think of any other possible way to waste her time (most of the time)
