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“W-What the hell are you talking about?” Kaiser almost spat his coffee right on Scott’s face. He couldn’t believe what he is hearing and Scott’s smug expression is not helping at all. Seeing that his friend seems to be entirely serious about what he was talking, he placed his cup of coffee down the table, sat straight, and looked at him seriously. “Do you mean those articles that have been spreading around the internet about her is indeed true?” Kaiser sounded more impressed than surprised and Scott is pleased to notice that.

Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued) “What is it?” I asked her in a concerned voice. She didn’t answer but approached me and raised her tablet towards me. I furrowed my brows but took the tablet from her. There was an article open on the screen, and the very first line turned my blood cold. “They have gone too far,” Carla muttered in a low and angry voice. I didn’t reply, but read the article. Every word written there was like a jab from a sharp knife.

The headline was bold, stark and utterly devastating: “SAGE, A BASKETBALL PLAYER, CAUGHT SLEEPING WITH THEIR COACH, ANDREW.” My heart stopped. The words were a huge blow, a fresh wave of shock that left me gasping for air. The article was a malicious fabrication, a twisted version of the truth, but the details were damning. It spoke of a secret affair, of favoritism, of a scandalous relationship between a student and her coach. I felt a surge of panic, of utter terror. This wasn't just a personal heartbreak; this was my reputation, my future, my entire life, being torn to shreds.

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“Yeah, duh, I was, but I was just practicing how I’ll challenge a werewolf when I meet one in real life.” “You know it’s not real. ALl this nonsense fantasies about werewolves." I waved a hand over my face, forcing my tone to not leak with fear. “That's what they want you to think!” she exclaimed, scrolling down on her laptop screen, ‘these are articles about people that have seen real werewolves.” “People make up stuff these days for people to read. YOu’re just helping their market increase in sales by believing them." I faked a laugh.

With trembling hands, I retrieved the flash drive from my pocket and inserted it into my laptop, the soft hum of the machine filling the room as it powered on. My heart raced as the screen flickered to life, the contents of the drive displayed before me in a series of folders and files. With a deep breath, I clicked on the first folder, my pulse quickening with each passing second. What I saw next filled me with shock and disbelief. The images that flashed across the screen were gruesome and horrifying, a stark reminder of the darkness that lurked in the world beyond our doorstep. I recoiled in horror, my stomach churning with revulsion at the sight before me.

The sight before Lisa was both haunting and macabre. Two lifeless bodies lay sprawled on the forest floor, their contorted forms telling a tale of violence and death. The stench of decay hung heavily in the air, assaulting her senses and intensifying her feelings of horror and disgust. She approached cautiously, her steps hesitant, unwilling to disturb the grim tableau before her. The moon's feeble light cast eerie shadows, painting a ghastly portrait of the lifeless figures. Lisa's heart raced, her mind racing to comprehend the ghastly scene unfolding before her eyes.

"Let's not talk about death when I binged watch a ton of scary movies last night. I swear I couldn't wake up to pee last night, there were eyes everywhere," His words made me roll my eyes. Scary movies and Colby weren't a good combination. I was just surprised he hadn't disturbed my sleep by calling and saying Chucky was outside his window this time around. "Did we not talk about this last time Colby? Scary movies aren't your thing. Try some drama series." I sighed. "If I watch drama series I'd basically be manifesting drama into my subconscious mind." He whined. I look at him with a raised brow. "So you want to manifest scary shit instead?"

That hair raising feeling that happens when you overthink and scare yourself. And then it happened. I had just put the nozzle into my car. I opened my car door to wait in my seat and scroll through my phone while it refilled. I sat down, grabbed my phone, and had that creepy feeling like I was being watched. I looked into the rear-view mirror and saw dark eyes staring back at me. I screamed. My dumbass too scared that my brain stopped functioning. I didn’t jump out. I didn’t run. I didn’t grab the closest thing I could use as a weapon. I just sat and screamed like some idiot in those stereotypical slasher films. The next thing I knew, this stranger, this strange man in MY car, bit me. He BI

She leans in close and sniffs me, her long tangled grey hair tickling my nose. Hearing a demented laugh explode from her, I inwardly cringe while she raises her head and peers at me with the scariest eyes I have ever seen. When they look at me, it's as if I am peering into a deep red abyss, so terrifying that I could only ever imagine it in my worst of nightmares. Her face is grotesque and when she laughs again, I see two teeth. Those two teeth though, look razor sharp like fangs.