I tried my hardest to go back to bed, but I needed to get out of here. I snuck out of the church and found myself walking down the street. From the looks of it, I was in New York. Not far from my house, I made my way home, or what I suppose used to be my home. I couldn't be near farther than 30 minutes. I walked for what seemed like ages until I was in front of my house. I needed to get as far from New York as I could. I gathered clothes, cash, and my passport. I decided to go to Columbia, I knew people there and I knew I could trust them. I walked into my parents room and that's when I saw it, the blood spattered across the wall, it covering bed sheets. I couldn't get distracted, I needed to hurry up and get out of here. I called in a few favors and within a couple of days I was staying in a little cabin outside of town. Months had gone by and no one had tried to kill me. I'd made a great home here for myself. I didn't have anyone or anything to distract from living. On my way to town I ran into someone I'd thought I had seen before. I had to tell myself to calm down, I was just being paranoid. I looked over my shoulder once again, and I had seen him again. This time, I knew I was being followed. I made my way down a crowded alley. I had to think of something fast, I didn't know who was following me and I didn't wanna find out. I started walking faster, pacing myself, checking my shoulder to see if they had still been following. A few minutes later they were gone, I made my way home quickly and locked the doors. I ran into my room, grabbing the 9 mil I had hid under my pillow and I sat by the window watching the outer woods. I sat there for hours until I saw movement. 5 tall dark figures emerged from the woods, from what I could see, two AR-15's, two AK-47's, and an Uzi. Two of the figures moved to the left, two on the right, and one towards the front door. I moved to the side of the front door so he couldn't see me when he opened the door. I brought his hands up and all I could see was the gun pointing into the doorway. I grabbed the gun, stepping in front of him and hitting him in the head. He started to fall until I caught him, and lay him on the ground slowly, keeping the others from knowing I was aware. I pulled his hood down and saw Chase, how did they find me I thought. It's been months and I've been off the radar. Before I could stand up someone put their hand over my mouth, kicking and trying to get out of it, I brought my elbow back hitting the person in the ribs. I heard him grunt and I turned around seeing Isaac standing there. "You son of a," before I could do anything, I heard a shot. I turned around to see two other men, Eliza and another man I'd never seen. Eliza pointed a gun and before I could move and react, I felt a sudden pain in my side. He shot me, falling to the ground I pretended to pass out.
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