| Chapter 4 | WHY DO YOU HAVE A GUN?! |

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TW: Violence, Anxiety, Gore and Death. (This is done to several people so please read with caution) (Death carries on throughout the story, if this is a sensitive topic, please stop reading) Death is taken as a comedic factor throughout the story (very similar to Ready or Not) 

"Are you pulling some form of prank cause honestly dude it's not funny." replied Theo in an unenthusiastic tone. "I'm being serious, some random girl was just stabbed and you know the blood kinda...... got on me." Calvin said in shy tone. As he was so mesmerised by his handsome look. He noticed a twinkle in his eyes.

"Sorry, but like I don't even know your guys names and your already talking about sacrifice." Dawn interrupted. "Oh I'm Calvin, you may have seen me on Instagram I have like 10k followers." said Calvin in a bubbly tone. "Im Theo and supposedly i'm going to be sacrificed" Theo replied. "Im Dawn." "OMG that's such a pretty name" Calvin said enthusiastically. "Oh, Grow up!" Dawn said in an ungrateful tone. Silence broke out. Calvin felt offended but realised there was more to worry about than a stupid insult. 

Theo hears someone walk past. Theo and Calvin run and hide behind a wall. They're eyes lock. Calvins heart pumps, it doesn't stop. He can't decide whether it's the murder he witnessed or Theos damn good looking eyes. Dawn stays seated and opens her bag. A girl walks into the room. "Hi you must be new I'm..........." 

*gunshot goes off hitting the girl that entered the room"

The bullet hits the girl slam bang in the head. The blood rushes slowly down her forehead. She collapses on the floor. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" Calvin screeched. "WHY DO YOU HAVE A GUN." Theo screamed. "Why don't you have a gun, thats the real question" Dawn replies as she reloads her gun. Theo and Calvin look at each other then the girl lying on the ground. They all hear a loud moan. They notice it's the girl on the ground. Calvin gets up and picks up the girls head and lays it on his lap. "Hey your gonna be ok, Ohh her eyes are open, just gonna close that..... ok shhhhhhh, your gonna be ok." Calvin said as he rocked her head. "Ya she's dead" Calvin said as he comes to terms with the death of this poor girl. He gently lays her head back on the ground.

"You are such a sissy honestly." Dawn stated. "Hey, you're a murderer you don't get too talk" Calvin replied rapidly. "I'm going to check her bag" Dawn said as she arose from her seat. "You can't just open peoples bags and dig inside them." Theo replied. "You guys seriously are such sissys." she replied in an annoyed tone. 

"I just saw two people die today, im ok, im ok." Calvin repeated to himself. Calvin was dieing inside. He was freaking out but he couldn't cause a scene. He has severe anxiety. He stood in place thinking about everything. How he watched two complete strangers murdered in front of him. How these girls have lost everything. They will never be able to communicate with a living person again. This frightened him as he was scared of death. He used humour as a coping mechanism. 

"OMG!" Dawn screamed as she dropped the bag on the floor. " What what's wrong?" Theo asked in confusion. "There is a ummmm.." she said as she pressed herself against a nearby wall.  

"It's a ......... It's a shotgun." Dawn said in a soft scared tone. Theo opened the bag and pulled out the gun. He screamed and threw it on the ground. He fell to the floor. "WHY DID SHE HAVE A SHOTGUNNNN!" Calvin screamed. "Why are you so scared Dawn you have a gun, YOU LITERALLY SHOT A GIRL!" Theo asked not so calmly. "Yes but that was my gun, this is some rando girl who came in." Dawn replied. "Give me the shotgun." Calvin said calmly.

Dawn and Theo looked at eachother. They both began to laugh. "What's so funny?" Calvin asked. "You with a gun, are you even strong enough." Dawn cackled. " So what just because I'm gay I can't shoot a gun." Calvin replied. "No, it's not that its just." Theo was interrupted by a loud noise. Dawn and Theo jumped in surprise.........

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