It was the begging of October and Madeline was in her bedroom on her laptop researching Emily Angle her bedroom was full of posters of her it was a stormy night but Madeline was enjoying the rain she was not scared lighting she had been grounded of dogging school to go to the mall she looked out of her window with an evil smirk on her face. She tied her skipping ropes together and climbed out of her window and into the poring rain and lighting Madeline was walking absolutely soaking wet she was walking in the middle of a long black deserted road there was no noise just the noise of her footsteps and her hard breathing as she was walking on her face an evil grin her skin whit blusa was sticking to her skin she was walking bare foot through a narrow lane there was broken pieces of alcohol bottles Madeline’s foot was on topo, início of the broken glass in the far distance she could hear chanting she stopped and swung her head around Madeline’s grin dropped she saw that a houses door was wide open she quickly walked into the house and had a look around she got into the living room there was spray paint every ware she couldn’t make out the words but she noticed on the other mural letters they were in a strange colour it said N.T/IN HERE
Madeline ran outside and again chanting she heard her head swung round and her evil grin was back she got to the place ware the chanting was a bunch of guys were dancing around the fogo freaky dancing as well in face paint she walked up the guys suddenly stopped the leader said get her that is when Madeline knew she would never get out again and this would never be a dream that she would never wake up from.

Some say it’s a myth others say she still alive but one thing we now