Chapter 7

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I didn't know if I could trust her, but for some reason, I believed her story. Heck, I was desperate for anything. I basically let my sister get kidnapped!

"I know where she is." the Lady in White said.

"Where?" I asked. I got happy really fast.

"This way" she said 'floating' towards an abandoned house thing. To be honest, I was scared to go inside, but I had to man up for Isobel's sake.

"Okay, she's tied in the basement. Because we're ghosts, we can just go in there. But the house is covered in salt; ghosts can't pass paths with salt. In case you didn't know. So, I'm going to light the house on fire. Once I do, the salt will burn away. After it does, you need to hurry in and grab Isobel; before she burns with the house" she said.

I nodded.

"You ready?" she asked.

"Oh yeah"

"You sure?"

"Definitely" I reassured her.

She looked unsure at first but then she started the fire.

I watched as the salt slowly burned in a straight line.

"Okay, NOW" she yelled.

I stormed inside.

I was looking for the door that led downstairs.

"CMON HANNAH!" I yelled at myself.

I looked everywhere ignoring the flames that past me.

I heard coughing and I knew instantly that I had to hurry.

I finally found the door and charged towards it.

I saw Isobel tied to a chair and an older man holding a knife.

Oh no. No one gets to torture Isobel but me.

I was able to have telekinesis as a ghost and it felt freakin awesome.

I twisted my hand to the side which caused his hand to twist. Once I heard his carpals crack, I was satisfied.

"Quick, untie yourself!" I told her.

"I'm trying!" she said. "Help?"

"I can't! I can't touch anything! Remember?!" I told her.

"Hannah, I can't untie myself! The rope is too tight!"

"White! WHITE!" I yelled to The Lady in White. "PLEASE HELP!"

I'm in a serious dilemma.

"I can't go inside! The fire is blocking the entrance! Fire can burn ghosts! Hurry!" I heard her yell from outside.

"UGH!" I yelled. She's no help.

"Hannah!" I heard Isobel screech.

I turned around and saw that the fire had reached her legs. Literally, it was on her shoe. She swung her feet back and forth to put it out.

My eyes widened and I didn't know what to do. I looked around to find something, anything! But I couldn't. I didn't.

"Hannah! It burns! Help me!"

"IM TRYING! I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO!"

"DONT YOU HAVE ANY OTHER GHOST POWERS OR SOMETHING?! USE THEM!"

I thought about them but none helped.

But one crossed my mind.

I screamed.

I know that, if I scream, help WILL come.

She closed her eyes and kept asking for the scream to work.

Then, after about half a second, Isobel was pulled out of her seat. I mean, the fire was still there, but she was untied.

I looked around and saw vines and branches around the room.

And she was then pulled out of the room. I followed her out.

"Did you do that?!" she asked wiping the ashes from her body.

I looked shocked, probably.

"N-no, I didn't." I answered looking around.

"Hannah! Over there!" she said pointing behind me.

I turned around and saw an old flame.

The guy with no face.

Or should I say, Slenderman.

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Here's an update since I didn't publish a chapter last week:(:

But yeah, hope you liked it xx

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