An icy cold breeze swept past her as she followed Zack down the narrow railed walkway, sending a chill dancing down her spine. Something was definitely not right. Something was here. Something dark, unsettling...and evil. That was the only explanation for it, because it was not cold out. In fact, it was a warm summer night. The night vision on her video camera was the only way she could see Zack, through the darkness that surrounded them as they continued toward the mysterious and foreboding looking tunnel ahead. Should she stop and tell him about the presence she just felt, or should she continue on? If anyone knew the paranormal, it was him. Suddenly, she felt a pressure on her upper back, stealing her breath and nearly stopping her heart. With desperation and panic, she cried out and thrust herself forward, rushing towards Zack in search of comfort.
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