(A/N: this is now in the present hours after Nate locked Anna in The Room.)
(N)
"Kasoor, no.." I muttered in my sleep as I tossed and turned. He's taking over... "Please, no.."
ãFLASHBACK; Two Months Ago:
(KPN)
The upstairs door to her room opened and footsteps were heard. "Emily?" I asked from the kitchen. Her blond hair, which was pulled back into two ponytails, swayed in front of her. Emily scoffed, "What do you want?" She was everything I deeply wanted in a woman: caring, always quick on her feet, and best of all, loving. I sighed, as I sat down on the table. "Well? What do you want?" she asked.
Noticing her hot-tempered attitude, I frowned. She wasn't at all like how I wanted her to be.. I want her dead. Standing up, I grabbed a knife, gripping it. Emily's eyes shot up at me, terrified. "No, please no, Nate.. I-I'm sorry." She clasped her hands against her mouth, then slowly placed them in front of her.
"Did you just stuttered?!" I demanded, my nostrils flaring in anger. The hot-tempered girl backed up but I was quicker than that. Grabbing her by the hands, I plunged the knife into her stomach. Emily collapsed as her green eyes rolled back into her head. "Think about what you've done, you bitch."ã
(N)
I woke up with a start. Sweat poured down my face as I groaned a bit. He was getting worse and worse. It was four a.m. and I got out of bed, shaking in fear. Something didn't feel right as my feet touched the floor. Glancing at the door, I then stepped out in to the hall. Anna's door was shut and I wanted to go in to make sure she was okay but knew better. "ðððð¥ ðð£ð ðªð ð¦ ðð ððð ð ð¦ð¥ð¤ððð ððð£ ðð ð ð£?" he asked, sending chills down my spine. I spun around, alarmed. "Dammit, Kasoor. You scared me."
"ðð ð¨ððð¥ ðð ð ððð?" He threatened, gripping the back of my neck. I cringed as he let go, sneering at me. I grasped onto the door handle and opened it. The room looked normal yet dark. A small rectangular window was in the center on Anna's wall, her bed in the left upper corner. Her closet was just opposite between her bed and dresser. As I went to her closet, a hard blow to my head caused me to stumble.
(A/N: sory, have a bit of writer's block. take care!! ^^)