🌳 Two girls, Nancee and Doree, were happily playing together in a garden, tossing around a red frisbee. 🥏 The air was filled with joy, but little did they know, something dark was about to unfold.
One of them, Nancee, accidentally threw the frisbee out of the compound. Doree, determined to retrieve it, ran to fetch it. As she approached the edge of the yard, she noticed a dirty, mud-covered boy standing near the compound. He wore a white t-shirt, half-pants, and slippers, holding a blue frisbee. 🤔
Doree, a bit confused, walked up and smiled at the boy, picking up her red frisbee. The boy, standing there with a sad expression, caught her eye. She asked him, "Would you like to play with us?"
The boy replied, "No, I have to go." But as Doree looked back at Nancee, she realized she wasn’t there anymore. 😳
She turned to look at the boy again, but now he was standing very close to her. 😨 Doree felt a sudden chill run down her spine as the boy asked, "Can we be friends?" and extended his hand for a handshake.
"NO!" Doree exclaimed, but the boy grabbed her hand, forcing her to look back.
And that’s when everything changed. 😱 Doree turned around to find Nancee unconscious, lying on the ground. She turned back, only to realize the boy had vanished. When she looked down at her hands, they were covered in mud and blood. 💔
She screamed loudly and woke up with a start, gasping for breath.
It was just a dream… right? 😢
But as Doree stood up, shaken by the images, she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. As she stood in front of the mirror, she noticed something horrifying: blood and mud stuck to her nails and fingers. 😳 She panicked and washed her hands, but there was nothing there. It was all in her head... or was it?
She decided to call Nancee to make sure she was okay. "Mom, can you please call her and check if she's alright?" she asked.
Nancee’s mom answered the phone in a rush. "She has a high fever and can’t come to school today."
Doree's heart sank. She needed to see her friend.
With tears in her eyes, Doree begged her mom to take her to Nancee's house. They rushed there, and when Doree saw Nancee lying in bed, she asked, "What happened, Nancee? You were fine yesterday. How did you get so sick?"
Nancee’s voice trembled. "I saw a dream, Doree. We were playing in the garden. I threw the frisbee, and you went to get it. But I kept shouting for you, and you didn’t hear me. There was no one else around, and then a boy with a blue frisbee came toward me. He dragged me toward the jungle. I screamed, but you didn’t hear me! You were talking to someone... but who was it?"
Doree gasped. "That boy was standing in front of me too... the same boy."
Suddenly, Nancee started crying uncontrollably, her voice turning distorted. "My name is not Nancee... it’s Vom. My name is Vom, not Nancee!"
Doree, her mom, and Nancee's mom were all frozen in shock. The room felt colder, and the air grew thick with an unexplainable dread.
And then... everything went silent. 💀

