“Heather… Come with us! We’ve been waiting for you…” they all whisper. They keep chanting this as they surround me.

They move closer and closer. I’m trapped, there’s no way out. I throw a punch at one of them, but my hand just disappears into the side of one’s head. I crouch down and cover my head. They grab my hands and hold them back. I con’t move at all! All I see are these hands coming towards my face. I close my eyes and I feel my face being ripped apart.

I am in absolute pain. They finally let go of me and I fall to the ground. I go to touch my face and there is nothing. It has happened. I am one of them. Now, all I feel is the urge to kill. And guess what. YOU ’RE NEXT !