We promised each other that we would be inseparable, that we would always be together. Whether we scheduled a doctor’s appointment for the same day and time, went clothes shopping together, or even got caught sneaking out of class together, we always made sure we did it as a duo.
If Evalyn got caught coming home late, I would make sure to call her house to say that she was with me all day, even if she was visiting her boyfriend. If my parents were calling my cellphone, and I didn’t bother answering, she would call them and say that my phone died. We made sure we had a solution for everything, and that was how we rolled on a daily basis.
Why would it change if we decided to check out an old abandoned house? We had the perfect answer for every situation.
That is, if we both made it out alive.
Evalyn’s screaming pierced my eardrums, leaving behind a ringing sound in such a small space. Instinctively, I covered my ears to try and protect myself. But my ears weren’t the biggest problem in the hallway.
“Give me the box or your friend dies.”
My hands were ice cold as they clutched the box, my body frozen from shock taking over from not knowing what to do. In my hands was the thing Evalyn and I both ventured out to get. And in front of me was a man, grabbing Evalyn’s neck and brandishing a knife by her throat.
“Tara, help!”
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