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Date: Tu, 14.July.15, 8:07 PM | Message # 1

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July 14, 1978 Piisgah, North Carolina

They've officially shut down the school. News and Media Outlets show up to my hospital room at all hours of the day, I wish they'd all just leave me alone. Don't they understand that...that...that all my friends are dead? I cant close my eyes without seeing their faces, screaming, begging for me to help them, I...I should have died with them. I shouldn't be alive.

We were just doing a stupid prank, we graduated, we were going to our different colleges in the fall, we wanted to play one last, stupid prank on the highschool that had been our hell for four years. Now it will be their hell forever...it should be mine too. What I saw, I can't even explain. It was an overwhelming darkness, just permeated throughout the school. It overwhelmed us, such awful noises, shrieks and screams. It was suffocating, and even before they started attacking, it felt like we were gonna die. Through the light on our phones...we...we tried to find the exit, but it was nowhere. It felt like we were someplace else entirely, not the school anymore. Then Alice got snatched, her face full of terror, and her scream echoed for minutes. And everyone began disappearing, one after the other, and then there were three of us. George, Yates, and me. We could see the door, it was a hundred feet away, but everything was crowding in around us. We sprinted. I heard George fall but I didn't turn around. My name in his screams will haunt me forever. Yates was holding my hand, and I remember thinking if I got out of this alive I would marry him. And then my arm jerked.

I whirled around to find Yates suspended in mid-air, hanging as if on a crucifix, his arms thrown wide, blood falling from his palms. He twitched once and exploded. I'm not joking...he exploded. I felt his blood splash all over me, and I couldn't even scream. All I saw were the horrible monsters that had been behind him: enormous, gruesome beasts not of this world. I turned and ran.

Now I'm here, alive. They haven't found any bodies, and I think they think I killed them all. I feel like I did...I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them.

I should be with them.

Reagan Woods was found hanging from the ceiling of her hospital room the next week, marking all of the infamous Pisgah Six dead. Since then, Pisgah High School has been closed to everyone, forgotten and abandoned for 37 years. Today marks the anniversary of their deaths and a group of friends from the new Pisgah High School (teasingly nicknamed PJ for Pisgah Jr.) want to celebrate their recent graduation by spending the night in the haunted high school. You are part of that group, adequately named the New Pisgah Six.

(Everyone is limited to one character, in hopes that everyone active on the site currently will join. If not everyone joins, I will fill in the remaining characters.)

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Where you plan to go for college: (College, City, State, keep in mind all local colleges should be located in NC even if made up)
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Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion

Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:32 PM | Message # 901

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After a bit of searching, I approached Scott. "I'm gonna assume you're Scott since you stand out so much. What, with your human relative skin color and all."

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:34 PM | Message # 902

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I lifted my hat, "Naw, I'm just a demon who decided to wear his skin like those Monsters in Eternal Darkness." I said then yawned, "What do you want?"

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:46 PM | Message # 903

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Mort walked next to Raven and asked point blank "I'm heading to the bar...you want to come with?"

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:48 PM | Message # 904

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Garret was standing a little ways away from Raven and Mort. The demon king wasn't here, so something was definitely going to happen.

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:49 PM | Message # 905

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"Did you come prepared? It'd be too obvious if I carried my weapon around, so I'm basically bare here if something happens."

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:50 PM | Message # 906

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I grabbed my shotgun and lifted it to show it off to him, "I doubt the Demon expects us to come weaponless." I say as I set the Shotgun back down.

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:52 PM | Message # 907

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"You go ahead. I'm just going to stay here." Raven shrugged.

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:53 PM | Message # 908

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"Yeah, I gotta find me something. A Knife at the very least. Keep an eye out man, I'm gonna go join Mickey again and try to...nonchalantly find a weapon."

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:54 PM | Message # 909

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"Do you really trust the drinks and food here?" Garret asked, approaching.

Mickey was tapping her feet to the music quietly. She hadn't seen the demon king at all yet.

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:55 PM | Message # 910

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Mort said "Nonsense, it's best we stay together, lord knows what kind of horrors will try to kill us"

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:57 PM | Message # 911

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"Gee, maybe everyone has bad hearing," he said and upped the volume of his voice. "Hey Mort! I don't think we should trust the food or drink!"

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:59 PM | Message # 912

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Mort said to Garrett "I'm not trusting the drink I'm saying we should stay together"

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Date: Tu, 01.September.15, 11:59 PM | Message # 913

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Raven approached the two boys. "Geez, I get that you can't hear very well, but do you have to shout that loud?"

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:07 AM | Message # 914

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Garret grinned at her. "I was just saying that if he wants to go check out the bar I'll stay here with you."

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:07 AM | Message # 915

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I approached Mickey again. "Hey Mickey, we should go look at the food! I'm curious if they have utensils, or if it's all finger food!" I said, hoping there's a knife or something over there. If we find a couple, I'll alert her to our situation. For now, let's keep it quiet in case he wants to unleash his trap as soon as he realizes we're aware.

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:08 AM | Message # 916

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Mickey looked at him, he was being oddly jovial. "Um...okay?" She said, smiling.

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:11 AM | Message # 917

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"And why are you grinning like a fool?" Raven watched Garret quietly. Maybe like a few more pats on the back there, Raven.

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:13 AM | Message # 918

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I walked over to the food area, and started looking around. Knives, forks, anything? Hell, I'll scoop some eyes out with a spoon if I have to, but my fists alone in a suit are not going to do in a fight.

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:18 AM | Message # 919

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Mort looked at Garrett who was flirting with Raven again. He glared slightly and said "You know what...fuck it I'm gonna get a fucking drink" He said suddenly in a very bad mood as he went to the bar and sat down.

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:21 AM | Message # 920

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"Hey dude we may have graduated but we're still underage!" Garret called after him. "That was odd," he looked at Raven. "You okay?"

Mickey followed. The tables were laden with food, and there was a large knife in a peculiar looking piece of meat. Mickey's mouth watered, everything smelled divine but she didn't trust it at all.

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:27 AM | Message # 921

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"Sorry to see we can't eat this stuff, huh?" I said, pulling the knife out nonchalantly, wiping it off on the sides of the container before putting it in my pocket and covering the exposed bit of the handle with my shirt. "Keep an eye out for anything strange, Mickey." I said, glancing around with a smile still on my face, trying to not show any awareness at all.

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:31 AM | Message # 922

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Mort looked around and sighed as he sat alone. He was fooling himself...he thought that maybe Raven would give him a chance...but nope...nope

She's always had a thing for Garrett even in High School.

It's always Garrett...

Garrett the brave

Garrett the party guy

Garrett the fun guy

Garrett the School King...

With clenched fists Mort said to himself "I hate him" He looked right at the sweet smelling food and sighed...he's already fucked everyone over before...

He reached out looking to eat a cocktail wienie

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:32 AM | Message # 923

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(Oh no no no. Not that way. Raven just started to like him.)

"Yeah, I'm fine." Raven shrugged. "Just nervous about what this really is about."

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Date: We, 02.September.15, 0:33 AM | Message # 924

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"I wouldn't. Your friends are trying to trust you again and that right there would just ruin it," the demon king appeared beside Mort, studying his nails.

Mickey frowned. "Seriously. I hope we're going to get to eat something sooner or later," she mumbled. "You wanna dance?"

Garret looked out at the mass of dancing bodies. "We'll find out sooner rather than later..."

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