To join this, please go here, sign up, and wait to be accepted. http://www.iwakuroleplay.com/showthread.php?t=18399 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mika was staring at her walls, slowly falling asleep. She'd been up for a record of one week, and she was starting to fade. Her eyes were heavy with sleep, and she couldn't keep them open. Sighing, she thought to herself 'i'll only sleep for a minute.' When she closed her eyes, she felt herself drifting off to sleep. And then suddenly, she felt a presence in the room, a cold air, a shadow in front of the light. And at her ear, a loud whisper. "I'll gut you, you sweet little piggy. Don't close your eyes." She jerked awake to find that her corner light had gone out, and now it was only one light, to her left, that was keeping them away from her. But how had it whispered in her ear? She gasped, it had been her right ear. The right side of the room was dark, and she pulled closer to the left. In the corner on the right side, there it was. Standing- no, floating, staring at her with it's evil grin. The body was long and skinny, black and hard to see, always shifty, like a shadow. It's face was hidden in the dark, but it's eyes were shining. She shivered and pulled out a flashlight, and held it in front of her as she put a new bulb in her two other lamps in the room. If she turned on her over head light, her parents would see, and make her turn out everything, and then she'd have to race to turn the lamps on. She learned a long time ago that it was not a good idea to turn her over head light on. Sighing with relief as she got back into bed, Mika noticed that the thing was no longer in the corner. She looked around, and smiled when she realized it was gone. Mika lay back down in bed and held the flashlight close, then once again, shut her eyes. Drifting off to sleep, she found that she actually had a small dream, although she couldn't recall it later. She woke with a jump, and saw, to great relief, that the lights were still on. She yawned and saw that she'd been asleep for nearly six hours. It was five in the morning, and soon the sun would be up. She let herself doze off again, but was woken up by a hiss. Her lamps slowly flickered off, one by one, and she sat in bed, eyes wide open, flashlight on, and aimed in front of her. One of them slowly came out of her closet, the other, out from under her bed. They stared at her from the shadows, and she reached out to her bedside lamp and flicked it on. They shrank back, and disappeared. She was never safe. "We will get you.. Soon...." They whispered and hissed. That morning, at school, Mika had to pee really badly. She hated using the public toilets, because they were always empty and half way dark. Gathering her courage, she asked to go, and the teacher gave her a hall pass. She hummed to herself as she walked, and then opened the bathroom door. It was fairly light in here, so she walked into the closest stall and peed. As she was flushing, she heard someone in the next stall, which made her feel more at ease. Until she looked at the shoes- or where the shoes should be. But all she saw were a pair of pale white feet, floating a bit above the floor. Them. Her heart stopped for a second, as the lights overhead flickered, and died. She felt around for her purse, but realized she'd left it in the classroom. Quickly, she ran out of the stall, and as she did, she heard the next two open. She froze as she felt the coldness and the fear creep in. The soft sound of something dragging filled her ears as she turned slowly to look. A white claw grabbed her shoulder and she screamed. Fighting hard against it, she ran out the door, and as she looked back at it, she saw the face of it. She'd never seen it clearly before, and now that she had, she screamed again, and fell, backing up to the sunlit hallway. It was too terrible to describe- it was all her fears mixed into one face. She had tears running down her cheeks as she watched the lights come back on, and them disappear. Two months later, she was still not better. Her parents decided to send her to a training exercise, a school, they called it. She begged them not to let her go. She screamed, she threatened to hurt herself. Nothing worked. So now, she was on her way to this place, and she didn't know what it was. But she knew it wasn't something good.