Annabelle opened her eyes, she was startled to find herself in a room different from hers but suddenly remembered the events from before, oh. No!!! Elijah is not dead, she thought.
whatever happened that day, she thought it all ended and he had paid for his crimes when she killed him.
Now she realize she only has one realistic chance to get out and it a long shot, with that, Annabelle stood at the foot of the stairs, her eyes cautiously sweeping the shadowed corners of the dimly lit hallway that extended before her like the maw of some unseen beast. Every fiber of her being tense as she inched her way up the staircase, the persistent feeling of being watched clung to her like a second skin. Despite the rational part of her mind trying to shake off the irrational fear, a sense of unease settled in the pit of her stomach, refusing to dissipate as she neared her bedroom at the end of the hallway. The air itself felt charged, heavy with an ominous presence that seemed to lurk just beyond her line of sight.
Where is this place?
Where am I, she hissed touching her badage head.
Tracing the edges of the hallway with bated breath, Annabelle couldn't shake the feeling that some unknown malevolent entity was shadowing her every move, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Each step she took towards the exit door felt like a resounding drumbeat in the silence, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end as a shiver ran down her spine. The darkness seemed to press in on her from all sides, suffocating and oppressive, intensifying her sense of isolation and vulnerability.
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Before Annabelle could register it, she found herself ensconced in a white room, a fragile haven amid the encroaching darkness that seemed to seep through the walls themselves, the exit door lead her here, how confusing is that? The flickering candlelight cast eerie, dancing shadows that twisted and writhed on the walls, elongating and contorting in unnatural shapes that played tricks on her eyes. It was in this fragile moment that a disembodied voice pierced the oppressive stillness, a haunting whisper that sent a jolt of sheer terror down Annabelle's spine. The words hung heavy in the air, chilling her to the core, as she grappled with the paralyzing fear that gripped her heart in a vice-like grip. Every instinct in her screamed at her to flee, to escape the unseen horror that loomed large in her sanctuary of solitude.
But she could tell phoebe is somewhat not far from wherever she is, silently watching and enjoying the mess she has become, she hated the fact that she reek of fear.
With a courage born of desperation, Annabelle steeled herself for the unknown terror that awaited on the other side of the door, her trembling hand reaching out to grasp the doorknob. In a split second that felt like an eternity, she wrenched the door open, bracing herself for whatever horror lay in wait. To her shock and horror, Phoebe stood before her, malevolence gleaming in her eyes like polished obsidian. The truth of the nightmare that had been haunting Annabelle unravelled before her, a revelation that struck her to the core and left her reeling in disbelief and dawning comprehension.
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Everything Annabelle thought she knew crumbled to dust, leaving her adrift in a sea of doubt and despair as she grappled with the harsh reality of the world she inhabited. The miasma of fear and trepidation that had clouded her senses began to dissipate, making way for a steely resolve and a newfound sense of purpose. With a sense of clarity that cut through the lingering shadows of uncertainty, she stepped out of the ruins of her shattered illusions, a phoenix rising from the ashes of her own naivety.
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Where did you bring me Phoebe, she spat.
Is Elijah here too.
Phoebe raised her fisted hands ready to hit Annabelle but got caught off by a strong eerily voice.
Stop.
Annabelle turned to the direction of the voice, you, you were never on my side all along, she asked in shocking tone, the knife of betrayal punching holes into her heart.
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