Chapter 4

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"Wow," I say, looking at what is basically a mansion. I knock on the door.


"Hello? Who are- aren't you the girl I sat next to in the game?" Steve asks.

"Oh, hi. Dustin sent us. Something terrible happened and we need someplace to hide." I explain.

"Come in, I guess." Steve says.

"Sorry, Dustin said your parents are never home, so he sent us here." I explained further.

"No, it's fine. Take a seat, now what happened?" he asks, sitting in front of us.

"Y/n and I went out of the room and when we came back Chrissy was in some sort of..trance." Eddie says.

"Yea, and she wouldn't get out of it. It's like she couldn't hear us. Then, she shot up in the air, and her bones...they cracked and broke. She..she's gone." I finished, tears filling my eyes.

"Oh my god," Steve whispers.

I start to cry as Eddie comforts me. He's been a great brother lately.

"Well, I can show you where you can sleep," Steve pauses. "If you can."

"Thank you," I smile faintly.

"Of course." he says, as he gets up and leads us to our rooms.

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