ɴow yoυ ѕee мe ᵇᵒᵘˡᵈᵉʳᶳᵗᵃʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ.

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Daniel Atlas

Daniel looked around seeing a nice looking house, cozy. Everyone looked confused but Allison even Jack had a little knowledge of what was going on. Daniel secretly wondered what was going on but he figured he would just find out.

Jack Wilder

Jack looked over a little confused but then when Allison spoke saying "This is my house." Jack reached over holding her hand.

sorry wb

[a s h e s.]

ᴀʟʟɪsᴏɴ ᴘᴇᴄᴋ heard footsteps coming from the living room, still far enough away that she could hide. "Come on!" she whisper-shouted. She sped up the stairs, thankful that they were carpeted. Their footsteps didn't make a sound. She made sure the other four had all followed before turning down a little hallway into the first room on the left. Her old room. It looked just like she left it. Once they were all inside, she carefully shut the door and locked it.

ʜᴇɴʟᴇʏ ʀᴇᴇᴠᴇs didn't know why Allison seemed so scared. Se knew her mother was horrible, but surely the dream wouldn't be that bad? Then again, pretty bad stuff had happened so far. After hurrying up the stairs, Allison hid them in a bedroom that must have been hers. The walls were red, but you could barely see because of all the photos and posters. The photos were all of New York, so Allison must have taken them. The posters were mostly actors, but one caught Henley's eye. Lionel Shrike, the magician. Henley watched as Allison sat down on her bed, which had black/white/red covers. She still looked scared, and she asked Henley, "You guys have any questions?"

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Daniel Atlas

Daniel crossed his arms obviously confused. "Uh yeah. Your acting like your running from a pack of wild dogs! Why?" he asked her leaning against the wall. He wanted this to be over. He got more and more stressed the more they went somewhere different. "What's going on?" he questioned.

Jack Wilder

Jack followed Allison next to her bed and sat down. He was still holding her hand. He knew about her mother and didn't need to know anymore questions. There was probably more she didn't tell him but who cares? He told no one his past not even Allison all he's told her was that he knew what it was like to live on the streets.

[a s h e s.]

ᴀʟʟɪsᴏɴ ᴘᴇᴄᴋ listened to Daniel, thankful when Jack stayed next to her. She answered carefully. "My life here was *crap*. If all of these dreams end up being horrible, I don't know what will happen in this house. A carnival is supposed to be great and we almost got eaten by a dragon. If something is already bad, how much worse will it become?" She looked out of the window behind her bed. They were still in New York, but the house was two hours away from the city. No way they could get back home quickly enough if they were walking. She would know.

Turning back to the others, she felt Merritt trying to read her thoughts. 'Stop that," she snapped at him. "If I wanted you to know I would have told you." She heard footsteps again, this time right outside the door. Allison darted over to where a calendar hung on the wall. The date said November 13th, 2009. She knew what happened on this date. This was the day before she ran. Sure enough, there was a banging on the door. "Get out here, little *brat*!" Allison glared at the door, clenching her hands into fists. "I know you're in there," her mother shrieked.

ʜᴇɴʟᴇʏ ʀᴇᴇᴠᴇs wondered why Allison was looking at the calendar, but the girl seemed to know something. Was today special for some reason? Just then, the footsteps increased and a woman's voice started yelling. Allison didn't look scared anymore, she looked angry. Like she was about to kick some butt.


(lol, I like how I accidentally made Allison's super long and Henley's is like two sentences.)

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occ;; gah its so hard to post big posts because all I am doing is having them sit and wait!

[a s h e s.]

I understand c: I am having trouble because her fears don't have much to do with them, besides Jack dying but Henley died already so that would be boring.

[park.]

what should we do?
like keep doing this or have them wake up?

[a s h e s.]

They can wake up

[park.]

you sure? Allison's story was cool. I don't want to leave your big moment.

[a s h e s.]

Maybe they wake up before it's over but she tells Jack what happened next?