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Evelyn Halloway was jolted awake by the combination of her phone vibrating and emitting a loud alarm noise. “Ngh, five more minutes…” the sixteen-year-old grumbled, still half-asleep. She blindly reached out to push the “Snooze” button on the phone, her vision blocked by the comforter and pillow. Throwing the large blanket aside, she revealed her frizzled red hair and annoyed looking expression. Hitting the button, the alarm stopped and she sat up. Her poster of Boris Karloff as the Mummy greeted her sight like every morning. “Morning, Boris,” she muttered as she rolled out of bed and headed to the connecting bathroom to freshen up. Instead of being disturbed by the sight, she found it quite reassuring - maybe because it reminded her that she didn’t have to worry about getting heavy layers of makeup put on every day, like Karloff did while playing the Mummy or Frankenstein’s monster. That, or because she was just a fan of movie monsters and creepy, paranormal stuff in general. She