Room 415- Friday morning

[stacyexperiment]

By now, Gwen was thoroughly freaked out. When she did manage to get some sleep there was nothing but nightmares about drowning, and then she'd spent way too much time in the bathroom this morning coughing up wet hair. Considering she'd once been mummified, she was trying to keep things in perspective but right at this moment she was thinking this was the grossest thing she'd ever been through. Top three, definitely.

Still feeling a little shaky, she was headed back to her room. Not that she'd checked her email to know class was canceled today, but she had every single intention to ditch.

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[she-neversleeps.livejournal.com]

"La la laaa...." Samara hummed until the music-box melody tinkled into being around her and she was free to sing the words. "Sun comes up, we laugh and we cry..."

[stacyexperiment]

Just when Gwen thought this couldn't get creepier. "Um, hi. You're in my room?"

Ugh, that was stupid to say.

[she-neversleeps.livejournal.com]

Oh please; it could totally get creepier. Like if Samara were to stop singing and little-girl-whisper "Five daaaays..." instead.

[stacyexperiment]

...Yep, totally creepier, considering Gwen remembered the seven days message.

"Five days till what?" Gwen asked, and started making her way around Samara to try and see her even if she knew this was probably a terrible idea.

[she-neversleeps.livejournal.com]

"Sun goes down, and then we alll die!" Samara sing-songed, reaching out to her side to clench a very literal death-grip onto Gwen's arm.

[stacyexperiment]

Bad touch not okay not okay not okay!

Gwen shrieked and automatically tried to step back and take her arm with her because no no no no no.

[she-neversleeps.livejournal.com]

And Samara exploded into nothingness, as did her chair, leaving only a puddle of water and the echo of her song.

[stacyexperiment]

Gwen stood there in shock for a second, and then said, "NOPE," and walked right out of her room. NOPE.