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Episode Two - Never Fear Part Two- Horror Story for Halloween

Episode Two - Never Fear Part Two- Horror Story for Halloween

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 Never Fear Part 2 Alice was still bugged that I had ignored her messages the night before, but she seemed to forget her annoyance once I told her about what I had found. She listened intently as I gave her a rundown of what I had listened to so far. I sent her the link to the audio, and she said she would start listening to it during her free period later that day. I was halfway through my Spanish class when my phone buzzed. The message from Alice read, “You must have sent me the wrong link, when I follow this one it gives me a ‘page not found’ error.” I frowned, and pulled up the original forum message the anonymous user had sent me. When I selected the link, I was greeted with the same error. I narrowed my eyes in confusion. Why would this person direct me to this page if they were just going to kill it the next day? Luckily, I had downloaded all of the audio files, so I sent Alice a message saying I would just show her later. This earned me another eye-roll emoji. Between the content of the podcast itself, and the mysterious user who had sent it to me in the first place, I had too much on my mind to focus in my remaining classes. The person knew where I was from, which means they had read through my post history. Now they had deleted the link to the audio, which led me to believe that I was the only one they had sent it to. I was starting to get really creeped out. Alice didn’t share my concern when I explained this to her as we waited for the bus after school. “Maybe they’re just trying to screen it to a small audience, and they set the link to expire so it could only go to a few people,” she said. I wasn’t convinced by this, but I let it go with a shrug. I looked over at the kids who were getting picked up by their parents. I could suddenly feel Alice looking at me, my cheeks burned and I turned my gaze to the concrete. “Soon we’ll be able to drive ourselves,” she said. On the bus ride back, Alice listened to the podcast on my phone. I had given her a summary of the first few cases Evan covered, so she could start at the good part. I was satisfied to hear her gasp in surprise every now and again as she listened.             The bus arrived at my stop, and this time both Alice and I got off. We decided we would listen to the rest of Evan’s podcast at my house. It was a Friday, so we didn’t have to worry about school the next day. I asked Alice if she needed to let her parents know she was going to be home late. She shrugged and said, “They’re in Mexico, remember?” I nodded, and she continued, “Besides, they don’t care where I’m at even when they’re home.”             “Oh, come on. That can’t be true,” I said.             “Oh, yeah?” She asked. “Do you remember that field trip to Washington DC we did last year?”             “Yeah, I remember.”             She laughed. “I forged their signature on the permission slip, and didn’t tell them I was going. I thought for sure they were gonna cuss me out for having been gone so long without telling them. When I walked through the door after the trip, my mom just asked me why I was getting home from school so late, then sent me to the store to buy her tampons. She didn’t even realize I’d been gone.”             I stopped walking to look at her with wide eyes. “That trip was three days long! How could they not notice?” I shook my head, and looked at the concrete, trying to figure out how that could even be possible, then gave her a skeptical look. “You’re making that up.”             She stopped walking long enough to look back at me with eyebrows raised. “Believe what you want,” She said. Then she spun on her heel and started walking again.             When we got to my house, we entered through the side door which opened up into the kitchen. I hung my housekey on the hook next to my mom’s nature views calendar, and noted with a smile the circled date, which was Sunday, two days away. My mom’s work trip was the seventh one this year. It was last minute, and I had begged her not to go. I had tried many times to convey to my parents how much I hated when they were gone for work, but it was no use. I nagged my mom for days, and, while I couldn’t get her to stay home, we did come to a compromise. I would stop bothering her, and, in return, she promised that when she and Dad got back we would all go to Scream Kingdom, the local amusement park, for the day. I turned away from the calendar and looked out the window, then nodded, satisfied with the deal I had negotiated. I made Alice and I grilled cheese sandwiches, and we spent a few minutes eating and discussing everything we’d heard on Evan’s podcast up until now. We were talking about what kind of creature could have been haunting Annette, when I realized my phone’s notification light was blinking. I checked it to find I had ...
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