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ᎻꮖꮐꮋᏞꭺꭰꭹ
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Aug 18, 2014 01:38PM
Lucy nodded and took the key out of her pocket. "This should open it." She twirled it around in her small fingers. Lucy then saw the women appear behind Jeff, still wearing the same dress Lucy had on. She swallowed hard.
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"Okay" he knelt at the trunk and worked the key into the rusty key hole and turned the key until her heard a metallic click then he threw the lid up peering inside.
Lucy knelt down beside his and peered inside. There was a thick layer of a some sort of cloth. Lucy reached in and peeled the blanket away a little. She then screamed.
Jeff jumped back already retching, the peaches threatening to come up. He moved forward to slam the lid of the trunk shut again.
Lucy scooted back on the floor frantically, breathing heavily. A jolt of pain shot up her leg but she ignored it. The ghost then disappeared just as the trunk jerked.
Lucy looked over at Jeff with fear in her eyes. The lid of the trunk peeked open, a skeleton hand poking out. She screamed again.
Lucy tucked her knees against her chest and covered her ears, closing her eyes. "Go away!" She screamed. The box stopped jerking.
Jeff sat on the trunk his breath coming in quick gasps. "Lucy" he yelled not knowing what else to say.
She couldn't handle the pain anymore. She cried out in agony at her leg, dropping it flat on the floor. ((YES))
Jeff's eyes took in her leg the blood on it and he jumped to his feet"You're hurt" he said looking for something to wrap her leg in.
Her head spun as she scrunched up her skirts over her knees. Whatever she cut her leg on cut through her stockings and her skin, leaving a long jagged crimson line up her the side of her right calf.
"U-upstairs." She stuttered. The pain was beginning to be unbearable to the point of her trying to stay conscious.
"Yes it is Jeff, stop denying it. It's my fault i probably lost my job, it's my fault you got kidnapped and it's my fault for bringing us here!" She cried hysterically, covering her dusty face in her grimy hands.
In her dream, Lucy saw the same women she saw earlier except she looked younger and more healthier. She smiled at Lucy and offered her a small wave. The trunk began to move again.


