𝑼𝑴𝑩𝑹𝑨

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑾𝑬𝑵𝑻𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵

"Yeah, I'm scanning her face now... No fucking way, that's Carrie White!... Yeah, it's her, Drake. We got a special one here... Drake's gonna want to see this."

Drake was in utter disbelief as he processed the shocking news Diego had shared with him sixty minutes ago. Against all odds, they had stumbled upon Carrie White, the infamous figure responsible for the haunting events of the Black Prom in Chamberlain many years ago. The world believed she had perished, but here she was, alive and accompanied by Eddie Brock. To make matters even more intriguing, they possessed something that belonged to Drake. This discovery was undeniably extraordinary, and Drake knew he had to witness it firsthand.

He couldn't shake the feeling of disbelief as he replayed the conversation in his mind. Carrie White, the girl with telekinetic powers who had caused so much destruction and chaos, was alive and well. And not only that, but she was with Eddie Brock, a man who nearly exposed his plan during the interview six months ago.

Drake knew he had to see this for himself. He had to know what they were up to, and why they had something that belonged to him. The implications of this discovery were immense, and he couldn't afford to ignore it.

As he was pacing back and forth in the Life Foundation lab, his mind raced with questions. What were they planning? How had Carrie White survived all these years? And most importantly, what else was she capable of?

Drake knew that whatever was about to unfold would change everything. And he was determined to be there to witness it all.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps interrupted his thoughts. Drake turned around to see nothing or no one.

Drake turned around, his heart pounding in his chest, only to find an empty hallway. Confused, he cautiously took a few steps forward, his senses on high alert. The anticipation was palpable as he wondered who or what could be lurking in the shadows.

"Hello?" he called out but there was no response.

Drake's mind raced with possibilities. Was it a prank? Or perhaps an intruder? He couldn't shake off the feeling that he was being watched. Every tap of the marble floor echoed through the corridor, intensifying his unease. The dimly lit hallway seemed to stretch endlessly, its eerie silence amplifying his anxiety. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as he strained to hear any sound that would confirm his suspicions.

As he turned a corner, his eyes widened in astonishment. There, standing before him, was a young blonde girl with two red bows adorning her hair. She wore a black dress with white polka dots and a white blouse underneath.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, kneeling. "Are you lost?"

The girl's smile sent shivers down his spine as her eyes turned a ghostly white. "I'm not lost," she replied, her voice sending chills down his spine as she reached out to him.

Drake's world spun as the girl's eyes bore into his soul. Fear and curiosity warred within him as he struggled to comprehend the situation. The grip on his neck tightened, and he felt a coldness seep into his bones. Desperation clawed at his mind as he searched for a way to escape this nightmare.

Then, a dark, slimy substance oozed from the girl's body, revealing a creature from another world. It slithered towards him, and Drake's eyes turned white as he realized the true horror of the situation. The creature, with its grotesque form and writhing tentacles, seemed to defy all laws of nature. Drake's heart raced as he stumbled backward, his mind struggling to comprehend the abomination before him. The stench of decay filled the air, making him gag as he fought to keep his composure.

The young girl collapsed to the ground as the creature fully emerged from her body. Drake knelt beside her, desperately searching for a pulse, but found none. His eyes widened as he realized the girl's innocence had been consumed by the darkness that now possessed him.