Lucas lay on a tiled floor. His brain felt like it had been smashed to bits. In fact, it felt like his whole body had been smashed to bits.
Dawn ran into the room.
      “Lucas? Lucas! Where are you? I heard a shout for help. Lucas!”
He stood up shakily. Well at least that’s what it didn’t feel like
       “AAAAHHHH!!!! A HAUNTER!!!” shrieked Dawn.
       “What?” said Lucas. “There’s only us here.”
       “AAAAAHHHHH!!!!! A TALKING HAUNTER!!!!!” Dawn shrieked.
       “What the…. AAAAHHHH!!!! I’VE TURNED INTO A HAUNTER!!!!” Lucas, by this point, had freaked out; Dawn was near to losing her voice.
       “Dawn, it’s me, Lucas” he said, trying to sound calmer than he was. Dawn ran for the door. Suddenly, Lucas felt sick and fell over. The door slammed shut just as Dawn reached it and an evil laugh filled the room. She turned and saw Lucas, eyes luminous red, advancing on her. She emitted one last scream before falling to the floor, enveloped in darkeness.