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Heather was a mean girl, but have you heard of her past? I don’t think so. You would think she deserved what she got, because until the end, she was a cold and selfish person. No. She was a kid. She begged and screamed for her life the night she was decapitated.

How about it, Chris?

Are you truly scared now?

Is it because she’s dead now? Because she’s one that can haunt you now?

You are correct.

The queen of mean is out there for your head.

So watch out out when you enter the cafeteria.

Because if you’re that hungry, you’ll get more than you’ve bargained for.

You’ll hear a sound of a clicking tongue.

You don’t know where it comes from, but the bothersome feeling it brings lingers.

You head towards the kitchen, and hearing a lock click is the cue.

It came from the fridge.

Resist the urge to approach it, it will only open on its own.

You look at what’s inside. Freeze.

You are met with a head with eyes opened, really intense ones staring right into your soul.

It was twitching in ways that will make you hurl.

You could see strands of hair moving and tangling and hanging the head from up high.

Groups of hair move together systematically like a spider hero’s webs.

You see it get closer every second.

What are your final words?

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14th Victim

16th / Last Victim

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