You are petrified. Cuddled up in your blanket. Only nothing is happening to you. You are only watching Annabelle. Although, you gather, from when you read the back, it is pretty scary. It is rated a 16 and you are only 14 but you don't care. You are wondering why your parents are not back yet. They said they would be back by 11:00. It's now 12:30 and you are getting creeped out. There is suddenly a knock at the door. You cautiously open it but it's only your parents. "Why are you so late and where is Dad?" You ask. Your Mum says nothing and just tells you to go up to bed and don't ask any questions, in a terrified and fast voice. Your heart starts to beat fast and you run upstairs, hoping that you would forget this in the morning and hope this is only a dream. You suddenly hear a scream... a menacing one. One that sounds like something is ripping out your throat and about to kill you, leaving you all alone in the house with nobody. You think you hear footsteps on the stairs so you stay in bed and pretending to be asleep and the door creaks open. You just hope you won't die tonight. You sit up and see Dad with a knife and he is moving in a raggedy and lazy way and moving the knife as to kill someone. He is coming over to your bed and you see has no eyes but only black holes. Blood is dripping from his head and mouth. You run out of bed and try to run downstairs but Dad grips you. As you try to get out, he lets you go and pushed you down the stairs. You don't wake up at the bottom of the stairs and then he starts to cradle you. His evil laugh echoed through the empty house...

You wake up with a start. You go downstairs to check Mum is there. She is there with Dad eating breakfast. They ask you if you had a good sleep. You say yes but the dream you had, you wonder if it will become real. Through-out the day you keep thinking about the dream and Mum keeps asking you if you are alright. You have gone all quiet and into yourself. You won't look at Dad and he keeps asking why. You won't talk to him or Mum and just do things for yourself.

That night, you go to bed and have the same dream again. Only, it has changed a bit. Dad was carrying a chainsaw which was covered in blood and a knife. This wasn't like the other night. Why do you keep having the same dream but it changes what Dad carries? He startes his chainsaw up and walks up the stairs. You know what's going to happen this time but you are so scared you just can't move yourself. Dad and Mum both walk in this time. Mum with a pan - which is dented, and Dad with, well you know what. They both walk in and you slither under the covers, hoping that they may not know where you are. As you hear them walking closer, you move out of the cover and under your bed. They have heard you and go both sides of the bed. You hear the pan being slashed against it and the chainsaw starting up. It sounds like Mum has got another weapon. You suddenly see both black holes eyes next to you. As you turn both sides you realise this is going to end like last nights dream - you die again. The chainsaw slashes against you and cuts deep. The pan hits your head and the knife stabs you. You die a slow and painful death and you won't wake up until you finish diying. 

You wake up again and realise the house is really silent. You look around and you aren't in your bed or room, your falling down the stairs again but only won't stop. This is no dream, it is real. You parents are what they were like in the dream. They whisper into your ear "Fallen Silence". You finally reach the end and bang your head on the rock hard floor. You are with the Fallen Silence now...

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