Killing Debra

"No!"

Corky screamed in a high-pitched voice she'd never heard before.

She pressed her back against the headboard, trying to escape the foul odor, the smoky green shadow that hovered over the room. Shaking all over, chills rolling down her back, she realized that her room had become icy cold.

"I won't kill Debra," Corky insisted, crossing her arms protectively over the front of her T-shirt. She stared hard at the shadow as it billowed silently in front of her.

"But Debra turned against you. She chose Hannah over you," came the dry whisper. "Now Debra must pay."

"No! I won't let you!" Corky screamed shrilly.

The evil voice laughed, dry laughter like breaking twigs. "You won't let me?" The heavy mist rose up toward the ceiling. "But you are me!"

"No!" Corky protested.

"You are me—and I am you!"

"No! Please!"

The voice laughed again. The green fog folded in on itself, billowing and bending in the dark, cold room.

And then it floated rapidly up to the ceiling.

Her entire body shuddering violently, gripped in panic, Corky's breath caught in her throat. She stared in horror as the green gas spread over the ceiling, blanketing the light fixture to darken the room.

Corky grabbed her bedspread and pulled it up to her chin.

She thought of burrowing beneath it—but she knew that it wouldn't hide her from this powerful evil.

Above her the gas bubbled and billowed. Then, suddenly, it began to rain down on Corky, a heavy green dew, foul-smelling and damp.

Corky closed her eyes and covered her face with both hands.

The heavy dew descended over her, smothered her with its odor. Heavier. Heavier. Weighing her down as if it were a heavy old quilt.

I can't breathe, she thought. It's suffocating me.

Heavier. Heavier.

She felt so sleepy. So far away. The room seemed to fade into the distance. She seemed to fade with it.

As the sickening green liquid fell on her, Corky was floating away from herself.

Floating, floating into grayness.

Floating far away as the green gas filled her up, filled her mind, took over her body.

In a short while Corky was gone.

The evil force was completely in control.

She stood up, straightened her T-shirt, and walked over to her phone, taking long, steady strides.

Picking up the receiver, she punched in Debra's number. A few seconds later Debra was on the other end.

"Can you meet me?" Corky asked calmly. "I have something important to tell you."

Debra agreed.

Corky pulled a brush through her hair, then hurried downstairs. She grabbed up the car keys and called to her parents that she'd be back in a few hours.

Then she headed out to kill Debra.

Chapter 15

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