The Curtains - Izma

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A gusty scream blew us away down the floor. The sound was so deafening that blood splashed out of our ears.

There she was standing right front of us upside down.

She threw a heavy, big metal door directly to us with such an accelerating speed.

Jacob hastily hold back his conscious, grabbed my hand and pulled me wildly, that we fallen down the stairs and hurt ourselves.

The door brutally crushed Simon into the wall. His blood streaked all over. Even our face got hit by his blood drops.

But she was not done yet. She wanted more.

Puffing badly, we stood up.

Eyes shoot open, we ran down, holding each other's hand, running directly down the hall without looking back.

"What about Karen?", I yelped, pulling him to stop.

He gave me a thwarted look, feeling sorry for loss, jerked me hard to run again. Beholding my gaze at back I sprinted towards the door.

"EMMA"

We stopped when we hear Elizabeth voice, just behind us. We looked each other and slightly moved our eyes to her.

"EMMA, are you leaving me", Elizabeth spoked in deep breath, crawling down the floor, her teared clothes were covered with blood.

"This is not real", eyes clinched, I whisper to myself, brain began to feel the unusual vibes.

Jacob dropped my hand to help her. I gripped his arm, halt him back.

"She is not real", I verbalized through my panting mouth.

But souls won't allow to ran away when your friend laid wounded on the floor.

I pulled Jacob hand fiercely, my hand stiffens for a moment. He nodded to make me feel everything is alright.

In a very low motion he walked up in front of Elizabeth, her head rested on the floor, eyes were closed. Jacob called out her name and snaked his hand on her waist to carry her.

He grabbed her, almost about to get up, one knee was still touching the floor when she fiercely gawked hm.

My eyes turned black when I saw, she stabbed her claw directly into Jacobs neck, heaved the back bone out in just a blink of an eye.

I fell back in pain, crying loud in agony, thrashing my hand on the floor in pain of losing him.