For Brittany Morningstar: My Mom

Who always helped me through tough times.

And For Chris Crumpton: My Dad

Who supported me no matter what.

Sam was sitting on her bed in her apartment in New York.

"I should get up now," she said. Sam got out of bed and went to open her door when she noticed something: it was still dark out. She checked the clock; it was 9:00 AM.

Then she noticed something else: there was no noise. She didn't hear any cars on the road or people in the hallways. Carefully, she took a tentative step towards the door, then another, and then she made it to the door. Sam then placed her hand on the handle, and with a deep breath, she opened it. She took a cautious step into the hallway; all of the lights were off, and there was no one there.

Sam walked over to the elevator and pressed the button, but nothing happened.

"Is there a power outage?" she asked. Nothing.

Sam decided to take the stairs instead, she walked a little farther down the hall to the stairway door, and tried to open it, the door was locked. That was when she really started to panic, she banged on the door, she shoved it and yanked it and pushed and pulled on the handle but to no avail."HELP!" she shouted. No one came, she looked out the window next to the door and tried to see if she could spot anyone. But it was hard to see in the darkness and the fog did not help. That was when she spotted it, A Horrifying face with glowing white eyes, and gleaming, dripping fangs. And it was staring straight at her. Sam screamed with terror and ran as fast as she could down the hallway, hoping whatever was out there couldn't get inside, she ran and she ran, trying to find somewhere to hide, when she found the perfect hiding place, there was a closet full of towels for the staff to supply to the rooms, she jumped in and

slammed the door shut behind her. She breathed a sigh of relief, but the sigh caught in her throat when she heard the sound. A loud BANG on the entrance door downstairs. Then she heard something else. piercing through the silence, came the most horrifying, blood curdling shriek she'd ever heard. Her heart stopped.

Chapter 2: FOUND.

Sam could hear the creature's heavy footsteps echoing as it ascended the stairs. Her heart raced, threatening to pound its way out of her chest. With a sudden crash, the creature smashed through the stairway door.

“Sammmm?” it called out,

“Where are you?”

A chill coursed through her veins as she thought, How does it know my name? She listened as its footsteps echoed down the hallway, moving away from her room. Just as the sounds began to fade, they abruptly stopped. In a dark, cold voice it said, “The closet.”

Panic surged through her. Oh no, she thought, I’ve been found.