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I glanced out the narro at the side of the front door, past the blind, to make sure I hadn’t been followed

Grays are controlled by their insatiable hunger

A sob caught in ray was, other than a drab color All I kneas that I was hungry all the time And I knen deep, that it wasn’t just for food

The blond kid’s face haunted me He’d looked so alone and confused I’d seen the hope in his eyes when he thought Bishop was going to help him Instead, Bishop had stabbed him in the heart

And then they’d both disappeared

Despite the fact that I couldn’t stop shaking, I ed to eat three slices of cold pizza before I went to bed My stomach didn’t seem to care as much as et to sleep, staring up at es of monsters hidden there I squeezed hts, but what I’d seen in the alley filled my head like a nonstop horror movie marathon I normally loved horror movies; they were my escape But they weren’t nearly as much fun when you experienced them in real life

When I finally fell asleep, I had another dream about Bishop This time I could see him clearly as he approached me on the street, his hand held out toward ed away from him "Leave me alone!"

His face was strained and haunted "You know I can’t do that Not anymore"

I realized I had a knife--Bishop’s knife--clutched in my hand "Stay away fro, he still drew closer as if he couldn’t help hi him, but I must have, because the very next moment, he fell to his knees and touched the hilt of the knife sticking out of his chest with shaking hands

His intense blue eyes locked with mine "They can’t have you--promise me, Samantha You won’t let theht froain A cry rose in my throat Suddenly I wanted to touch hiain, an to creep toward me from every direction As they moved over Bishop’s body, he disappeared as if he’d never been there in the first place

"You must come with us now, Samantha," the voices said as the shadows drew closer and closer

Icy hands grippedonly fear behind