50 deaths 50 mysteries

Little Accidents Happen

Maryland's POV

I ran, I was on a peaceful walk then something grabbed my shoulder, it was Spanish Empire so I ran. I kept running my lungs now just burning ever so slightly, I'm glad I'm energetic because I think I can escape him, I've escaped people like him before. I ran then I took a sharp turn onto a sidewalk that a lot of people walked on a lot, and I was right, it had a lot of people walking on it. I slowed down and took my hair down, it was up in a bun then I messed it up a little and took my jacket off and wrapped it around my waist then rolled up my sleeves then looked behind me, I saw him, he looked lost then I looked back in front of me focusing on looking for a place to go into so I could change my look more. I kept walking and soon came across downtown then I walked into then I walked into a place where it was Italian themed and they were selling pizza, I've come to this place once, so I know where the bathroom was and I head there.

I lock the door then I pull out a pocket knife I always carried with me, I was going to look like a whole different person after this. I turn into my human form, I had pale skin, dark black hair and eyes then I take the pocket knife up to my right eye and put a long slash through it and blood cane dripping out. I take a paper towel and get it wet then I dab it on the cut a few times then turn it to a different wet spot and place it on the cut and leave it there's for a little then take it off, it was bloody but it had stopped. I heal quickly, very quickly for an odd reason then I look in the mirror, it left a scar then I clean off my pocket knife using hot water then I dry it off and close it then shove it back in my pocket. What sucks sucks now, is that I can't see out of my right eye now, whatever, at least he won't recognize me now.

I sigh and head out of the bathroom and out of the place and see Spanish Empire looking for me but I acted normally. I passed him going into a park, I was going to search for something, it was a path leading to the mountain house where Utah and Wyoming were likely to be, hiding from everybody else. They were hiding because they older sibling died falling into a river and because they want to remember Colorado as a majority of their things were there in the mountain house; I looked for the path, it was marked with old rotting wood then I soon found it, it was hidden because the bushes and trees had started getting overgrown covering the path. I head to the path stepping over the small stream of water that flowed by and into the bushes, this path was hell to get up but it was a short cut to the mountain house. Honestly, I don't understand how mountain states get up it with such ease, it frustrates me a little how they say it's easy to get up when for me it's complete hell to get up.

I look at the stone path, grass had ground into the crevasses of the many stones and small ants were everywhere. I felt to strange presences beside me but something told me it was ok that they were there for some reason so I stayed calm even though it freaked me out a little. I kept walking till there was an incline, this is the part where I struggled because I'm short and can barely get up inclines, especially when there's snow, but it was the spring and there was still some left and I started up it. I kept going up it, and before I knew it I was there, huh, strange how I didn't get tired... "YOU THINK YOU CAN ESCAPE FROM ME GIRL?!" Someone yelled behind me and I looked it was Spanish Empire with a gun then he shot me in the shoulder and the gun made an ear piercing bang then I gripped my shoulder then Wyoming ran outside then scooped me up and took me inside running and quickly locked the door then seconds later there was banging on the door then and window was broken a loud bang behind it and I was shot in the head black filling my vision.

I woke up to chattering and opened my eyes and sat up looking around, I saw Colorado and Alaska sitting on the couch. We starred at each other for a few seconds then Colorado smiled at me, "how'd ya sleep?" They asked leaning back and crossed their legs and put their hands together setting them in their lap, "good..?" I answered and they chuckled and I go at more confused and Alaska grumbled looking away from us.