Sleepover

Awake

   Slowly, my heavy eyelids rose to reveal a clear,blue sky. Where was I? This was definitely not Trisha's house. It took me a while to remember who I was, Nicholas Johansen.
   Why was everything so hazy? We were not allowed to drink anything last night-Trisha's mother was home. For a moment, I stopped thinking and sat up. Around me I saw all my friends who were at the sleepover; Trisha, Shayleigh, Carmilla, and me of course!
   One by one I woke them up, maybe they would have some answers?
   "Hey guys, does anyone know where we are?" I whispered worriedly.
   "Nope." They all replied, as I suspected. Then, that's mwhen we heard it, the voice. The voice that was somehow sickeningly sweet although it probably belonged to the disgusting Psychopath that took 6 teenagers from their homes for no reason. Oddly this voice felt familiar, i knew that i had never met this stranger but i felt we had a connection ... probably just my mind playing tricks on me.