Facility Phantom

(NOTE: This is a work in progress, I'll be adding to it shortly. Before you read this, I didn't copy/steal anyone's story, if it's similar to anyone's story please don't rage about it in the comments, just simply point it out and I'll redo that sentence/paragraph. This is a story for 13+.)

Facility Phantom 

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"Leanne, Leanne!" Genesis shouted, batting her sister's ear with her paw. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" She'd chant. Leanne sat up, shooting an annoyed glance at Genesis. "What do you want, you imbecile?" she'd snap, her floppy ears twitched, showing a sign of hatred towards her sister. "I want to go to Jamaa! Please! Mother said I could only go if I went with you." Genesis would smile, trying to bribe Leanne, who clearly wasn't anywhere close to going to Jamaa with her bratty sister. She'd stand on her four paws, shoving Genesis out of her room. She'd return to her couch, sloping down onto the end. She'd groan boredly. ''I should get dressed, maybe I could go to Jamaa? Mother wouldn't mind.. ''She thought, hauling herself off of her couch and towards her dresser. She'd open a few drawers, grabbing a green top with black shorts. She'd change out of her Pajamas, sliding on the shorts and top.

She was startled by an unfamiliar voice. It was her friend, Catrina. "Hey, Leanne?" Catrina had a soft voice, which echoed throughout the room. It filled and echoed Leanne's head. "I know you're into that horror, phantom shit, so I found a place you could go." She'd smile, flicking her long tail.

(To be continued, like I said, this is a LARGE W.I.P!)