All I could hear were the screams growing louder and louder. Desperate voices pleading for help as the air filled with the smell of blood and rotting flesh. Covering my ears, I squeezed my eyes shut, Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine. This is all a horrible dream. This isn’t really happening. But it was.
It’s Friday afternoon, and Amber and Drake were hanging out at Amber’s house talking. As Drake was watching TV, Amber was going through the internet. Suddenly, she came across a website…untolduptown.com. Amber tilted her head and raised her eyebrows.