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Cam started laughing.

"What have you done to her?" He said, trough roars of laughter.

"Uhh, nothing. What could i do anyways?"

"I don't know, use your witchraft or something. Anyways, what did they telled you to take you here? Or at least, what they tried."

"They said that they want to take me at an school for pepole with an giant IQ like Einstein"

"Pfffff, you nerd. They telled me that i will be on the cover of an really popular magazine. Than started saying creepy stuff.

Than killed my parents for no goddammit reason."

"Wait a sec- JOHANNA!"

"YOU DON'T NEED TO SHOUT, I AM RIGHT HERE! What is it? Did you find a way for us to escape or mabye..." i interupted her

"We need you to tell us how they taked you. Mabye this will help us escape."

"Well, they telled me that if i come with them I'll meet my favorite singers / actors / fictional characters. I said no than they taked me. You know what they are, no?"

We all went silent. Nobody knew what wore they. The first one that talked was Cam

"Well, nobody knows anything, so please miss (HE REALLY SAID PLEASE MISS???) refresh our mind."

"Well, these are dreamaros. They can basically access our mind like an internet browser. They can see our history AKA our memories, they can close any tabs, etc. They usually acces our biggest dreams and our most evil fears." Johanna said "They may look like humans, but they are actually some kind of demons who posses dead pepole. Don't worry, they won't kill us. they can only posses pepole that died by natural causes like sickness or oldness. Besides, there would be no reason for them to kill us. They may be demons, but they are not idiots."

Okay, i admit that she was smart. Smart but crazy.

"From where do you know this?"

"I... I don't know... It's just like, i just know. Like you know to breath, without ever learning this... It's weird"

Later, some dreamaros dragged us from the van to the garden of an rustic house that wasn't looking how i expected. It looked like a house that that type of countryside grandparents would c, rustic and cute. I was expecting to an old, horror, abandoned hospital or something like that.

The house i had in front of my eyes had a pastel-blue wood door, square windows with bright coulored courtains and trough one of the windows i could see an cute coulored kitchen.

It was nice,that was all i could say. No torture stuff, no blood on the walls, just normal things.

But something smelled in here...