Fright Watch Unmasked by Lorien Lawrence

Author:Lorien Lawrence
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Abrams
Published: 2022-08-30T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

My eyes dart from side to side, trying to adjust to the darkness. It seems like I’ve been pulled into a kitchen; the metal countertops and cooking pans cast shadows against the walls.

“My bag—where’s my bag?” I ask.

“It’s safe,” comes a male voice somewhere in front of me. I hear a rustling, as if the person is going through my things.

I reach out my hands, trying to feel around. “Who are you? What do you want?” I can hear the panic in my voice.

“I can’t see. I need a flashlight,” the boy says.

“Use your phone,” a girl answers.

“But it will drain my battery!”

“Ugh, you’re impossible. Here, just let me . . .”

Their voices sound familiar.

“Who are you?” I ask again.

A beam of light suddenly cuts through the blackness, blinding me. I hear footsteps.

“Please,” I beg, even though I don’t know who I’m begging, or for what.

The beam is lowered, revealing my captors: Quinn Parker and Mike Warren.

I sigh, my whole body falling with relief. “Oh, thank goodness. I thought—”

“How are you doing this?” Quinn whisper-yells, her eyes fierce as she shines the light in my face again like I’m in some kind of interrogation room. She’s still dressed like Bea, but her makeup is smudged, her beehive is out, and her satin gown is tied up on the bottom with rubber bands.

“Doing what?” I ask, snapping my own rubber band against my wrist.

“Controlling him!”

I shrink back from her glare. “I’m not—”

“I know that’s your mask, Marion. I saw it at your house. How do we stop it?”

I feel tears starting to run down my cheeks, the steam fogging up my glasses as Quinn comes closer to me. “I don’t know!” I sob.

“Hey, Parker,” Mike says softly, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Lighten up. I think she’s telling the truth.”

“How do you know?” she asks him.

“Come on. Just look at her.” With this, he hands me back my bag, and I take it warily.

Quinn squints at me, waiting for me to explain.

“Look,” I tell them, swiping away my tears. “That is my mask. I think Tyler took it. But I swear I don’t know how this is happening. I don’t know how he’s—how it’s . . .” I trail off, at a loss for words.

“How it’s alive,” Quinn finishes, finally lowering the phone light.

“I told you—I don’t know!” The tears fall even harder, my breaths becoming harder to regulate.

Quinn’s face softens. “Hey, hey. It’s OK. I believe you. I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to scare you.”

Mike steps in closer, his eyes barely visible under his Yankees hat. For the first time, I notice his costume: a black T-shirt with a rubber bat duct-taped to the chest. Its wings flap every time he moves. “Hold up—that’s Tyler? Tyler Dash? The goofy kid from the newspaper?”

“He’s not goofy,” I say before I can stop myself.

“Tyler?” Mike snorts. “Didn’t he dress up like a taco to protest the fake meat in the cafeteria’s taco bar? He’s most definitely goofy.”

I remember that day

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