“Tori.” No response “TORI!” Chelsea screamed. She wasn’t sure if she was dead or just passed out. After they got that creepy stalker note, Chelsea found herself seconds later hovered over Tori’s motionless body laying on the ground. She was pretty sure she had just fainted after a brief panic attack. Chelsea, petrified, called the police, and then an ambulance, all in a panic. But after Chelsea had calmed down, but was still waiting for the police and ambulance, she started pacing (something she always does when she’s thinking). She was fairly confident that the police could handle this problem, like, the police can handle anything, right? They’re the police, seriously.
WRONG
After the police came and the paramedics looked at Tori-and declared she would be ok-the police took the box and the note.
Tori had been admitted to the hospital just to make sure she was ok. But the doctors ensured she would be ok. So Chelsea hadn’t worried. But the next day, the police called and asked her to come to the station because they had ‘news.’ She got there, and the only thing they said was “Whoever he is, this guy is good. No fingerprints, no hair samples, no DNA molecules of any sort. There is no way to tell who sent this.”
            Big help. Really, that was a big help.
So Chelsea went to go visit Tori, that’s what friends do, right? So she found Tori’s room number (number 56) and burst into her room. But nobody was in there. So Chelsea called Tori’s mom to see if maybe she was sent home, but all her mom said was “What do you mean? She’s in the hospital, room 56. I am coming to-” But that’s as far as she got before Chelsea dropped her phone. There, staring at her on the curtain in Tori’s hospital room, in the same small handwriting, it said
 
I’m coming for you now
 

Sorry, this wasn't the best chapter, but it will get better I swear! Lol keep reading, I REALLY love all your support :)

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