Novel & Cerita Deena Fear Street

(4). Fear of the Unknown [When the dead comes back to life] . . Chapter 4: Creaks... . ~~Lyla Drew~~ I walked out of my room hurriedly shutting the door behind me. I’m not taking any chances. Walking downstairs, I paused hearing a creaky sound in the upstairs floorboard. Don’t think about it, Lyla. This house is old, it has creaks all the time. I assured myself while heading downstairs and then to the dining room where Klaus was already waiting for me.

Elijah glanced at his watch. There was only a little over half an hour left before the dinner party began. “Driver, go back to Mason Manor immediately and pick up Donna Hazel,” he ordered in a low voice. Then he turned to Kai. “Kai, sit properly. We’ll drive straight to the venue ourselves.” The car sped off, leaving Naomi’s apartment behind. In the back seat, Kai looked uneasy. He frowned and asked worriedly, “Dad, will we still make it in time? Will Mom be angry? She hates being late the most.”

Her head snapped to the side. Before she could recover, he dragged her back toward the house. “Let me go!” she cried. But he ignored her. The man hauled her through the front door and into another room. The moment Seren stepped inside, her stomach twisted. She nearly threw up. Lining the shelves were large glass jars. Inside them were preserved human heads. An elderly woman. A middle-aged man. A young woman. Each one suspended in cloudy liquid, staring lifelessly into space. A wave of terror washed over her.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

" Jacob's smile was a thin, crooked line. His eyes never left mine. "I dragged things out to draw you downstairs, so you'd be my witness. But since there are cameras in the stairwell, I can't leave you alive, either. I'm going to kill everyone in this building!" He clamped down harder. I'd been flailing in panic, but suddenly, I went still and met his gaze, perfectly calm. "W-what's going on…" Jacob froze and squeezed my neck harder, then seemed to realize something was wrong. "What's happening? Why am I—"

one of them sneered. I struggled and screamed, "Let go of me. I'm Liliana Medici. I'm Fabrizio's mother!" Giovanna burst into laughter, as if she had just heard the biggest joke in the world. "Give me a break! Liliana died ten years ago in a fire. With that plastic face of yours, how dare you pretend to be the Donna!" She abruptly released my chin and pulled a dagger from her waist. She crouched down sharply and ripped open the left shoulder of my shirt, exposing the smooth skin after grafting.

"Give me two hours,I promise to come back." Sunna was silent again. She knew that she really was not supposed to bother him when he was attending serious matters. But she was just so insecure. "I am scared of those creatures," she said and hugged Deagan. "What if they come back? They will kill me!" And Deagan sighed. He knew that she just did not want to be left behind. "See, they were just wolves you know. They won't come to my room I swear. They fear me. Just stay in and do not get out. You will be safe," Deagan said.

Cassandra's POV "I'm sure the tickets will sell out fast. We're all eager to see the movie," I chuckled, acknowledging the excitement in the air. Despite my amusement, I couldn't help but feel frustrated with my friend's insensitivity. He refused to admit that the horror movie we were about to watch terrified him to the core. He had only watched it once, and since then, he had been plagued by the feeling of ghosts lurking in every corner. Even going near his bed filled him with dread, as he was convinced something was waiting to grab him from underneath. He knew it was irrational, but he couldn't shake off the fear, even after all these years.