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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.)

Name:
Age: (Only 17 or 18)
Gender:
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Personality:
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, 22.September.15, 0:56 AM | Message # 2301

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Raven whined quietly and sat up after a long dramatic groan. She rubbed her eyes, yawning.

It's time.

Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 0:57 AM | Message # 2302

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"Make me." She pressed harder.

"Go back to sleep," Garret waved.

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:02 AM | Message # 2303

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"Alright, let me just find the right spot real quick." I started feeling around the air and herself with both hands.

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:04 AM | Message # 2304

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"Too late." Raven mumbled, pushing herself up from the bed.

It's time.

Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:07 AM | Message # 2305

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His hand grazed her side and she froze. Her hands fell away and she shook her head. "Wha..oh my god," she whispered. "I'm so sorry." She was off him in seconds, pressed against the far wall.

Garret shrugged. "I'm going to make breakfast."

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:09 AM | Message # 2306

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"Mmkay." Raven nodded, making her way to the bathroom door to take a shower.

It's time.

Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:12 AM | Message # 2307

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"Well that was fun," I took the pillow off my head as I turned human again. "But let's not do that again."

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:13 AM | Message # 2308

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"I'm sorry, Mac," she said agin. "I'm sorry. I didn't know, I thought," she ran her hands through her hair. "I'm sorry.."

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:16 AM | Message # 2309

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Garret walked downstairs to the kitchen, whistling quietly.

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:19 AM | Message # 2310

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"Your sleepwalking form is bad at smothering people anyway. I could totally breath under there." I was already smiling again. I've gotta be positive about this. I'll work through it all with her.

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:22 AM | Message # 2311

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Mickey shook her head, sinking to the floor. "I shouldn't have come back...I'm sorry...I'm a danger; a danger," she said, staring at her knees. Her hands were still gripped tightly in her hair.

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 1:30 AM | Message # 2312

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I got up, went over to her, and kneeled down. "I may not know what you're going through, but I'm gonna stick with you through it. You run away, I'll chase you. We'll just keep running until you give up. You stick with us here, and we'll work through this. Now don't you start thinking you shouldn't have come back."

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 2:50 AM | Message # 2313

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(Awwwww)

Raven sat on the floor of the shower, feeling the water pitter patter on her back. Two years of being disowned and kicked out of her home. Her family were disappointed when she said she didn't want to go to college anymore. The disappointment was further compounded when she told her parents the truth of what happened. While her parents weren't that religious, they knew demons were from Hell and their daughter was a demon now. That same night, she packed her bags and left for this base without looking back. She told herself even if Garret didn't like the way she did for him, she still has a purpose to hunt down the demons... or nothing would have stop her to take her own life.

She bit her thumb quietly.

It's time.

Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 8:32 AM | Message # 2314

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Mickey looked up at him when he walked over and back down when he had finished. She leaned forward until she was resting against his chest. "Okay," she murmured. She believed it, they had chased her for two years, they'd do it again. She just hoped this PTSD was manageable...

Garret was making pancakes, flipping through TV channels. Nothing of interest was on right now...

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 9:17 AM | Message # 2315

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I was sitting in bed checking and cleaning each of my Firearms.

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 9:43 AM | Message # 2316

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Ah, Las Vegas the city of sin, the perfect vacation destination, and Mort's favorite place to go to. Jessie figured that this would be nice for him to get his mind off these figures and voices that's haunting his head. He's been awfully quiet about that, so she did wonder if he was okay now. She wasn't taking any risks though.

Mort looked around at the bright lights of Vegas and smiled brightly. Jessie knew him so well.

I love Spooky Crap :D

Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 10:55 AM | Message # 2317

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I just held her for a moment. I had questions to ask, but none of them were appropriate tone shifts yet.

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 10:57 AM | Message # 2318

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Garret looked at the ceiling. What was taking her so long?

(Bruh, how'd you get to Las Vegas so fast they live on the East Coast)

"I'm fine, I'll be okay," Mickey smiled, wiping her cheeks. "I'm fine. I'm sorry."

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 11:08 AM | Message # 2319

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Fuck. She had taken way too long in the shower. Raven turned off the water and stepped out, toweling herself dry. Slipping on her clothes, she walked downstairs. She'll deal with her hair later.

It's time.

Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 11:14 AM | Message # 2320

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"Just focus on calming down for now."

(Teleportation, literally and figuratively)

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 11:30 AM | Message # 2321

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Mickey took a deep breath. "I'm a mess."

Garret smiled. "There she is. Pancakes?" He set them down in front of her.

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 11:37 AM | Message # 2322

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Raven brightened up. "You know I'll eat anything you cook." She beamed at him. The only indication that she had been crying was slightly redder eyes.

It's time.

Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 12:11 PM | Message # 2323

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Garret sat across from her. "You okay?"

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Date: Tu, 22.September.15, 12:30 PM | Message # 2324

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Raven watched him quietly while she cut into her pancakes. Just like she bit her thumb, which thankfully stopped bleeding. She shrugged. "Just a lot of thinking."

It's time.