My Horror Sequel

I was running out of breath. I couldnt keep running like this. But it, supposedly called Miranda, was right behind me. I had to go. I glanced over my shoulder to see how far behind Miranda was. She was several feet away, she was standing, and she seemed perfectly normal. Her head was tilted to one side and there was a faint smile to her rose red lips.
“Why are you running?” she asked in a beautiful, innocent voice.
“I…you…” I panted, but I was out of breath.
“Have a seat.” She moved to the left and behind her was a chair. Her graceful hands motioned to it.
“No…you crazy…thing!!” I gasped and ran farther.
“Why are you being so mean?” her voice asked me, but she sounded as though she was right beside me. I turned to where the voice came from and saw her, floating, as quickly as I was running. The maggot creatures were crawling out of her mouth and her eyes were dark. “WHY ARE YOU BEING SO MEAN!?” she screamed, in a voice that sounded like a fork rubbing against a plate. Then I passed out.

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