Through All Ages 2

68th

As we wanted to leave the venue a voice was calling from above.
"The party is over! Please leave now!"

And there were gunshots.
Panic broke out. Some people screamed, moved fast and were running outside.
Everyone tried to leave through the door. A few guests got knocked and run down by others.

We were just standing there, shock.
"Was this the reason why you said earlier, we had to go now?", I asked Salinda.
"Maybe I had a feeling", Salinda told while looking at the floor.

"Parties like that can escalate like that sometimes", officer Fabian meant. He was calmly watching the panicing party guests.

"Like that?!", I questioned fearful.

"Well...", Fabian began but didn't come far.
"I think we should really get out of here", Jason suggested and stopped hugging me. His eyes searched our suroundings for escape and safety.

"How? Where?", I stammered and looked around too.

Then I saw Ric. With a shotgun.
Directly pointed at me.
I heard a shot.

Everything went black.

Oh my God

What the hell just happened?!

I woke up again and realised I was laying on the floor. Which floor was that?
No, it wasn't a floor, it was a pool, a swimming pool.
What?
I thought I was in a swimming pool but I didn't feel wet.
Where was the water?
Was the pool empty?

Then I saw bookshelfs. A TV.
I was in a living room.
Where did the swimming pool go?

I was pretty sure now I was on the couch in Martin's living room.
Or was it the floor?
I was so confused.
God, I felt so weird...
Maybe it was a hospital bed?
A carpet?
A soft carpet?
I didn't know.

Maybe I was still at home in my bed and nothing happened. I just dreamed bad. My head hurted.
Maybe I really was on Martin's couch and feel asleep while watching TV and he will come, wake me up with snacks in his hands. I wanted potato chips.
Oh God.
Where was I?

I tried to move but I felt frozen. Like stone. Like... Dead? Was I dead?
Did Ric kill me?
Would he really do that?
Was he a killer?
I always thought he was a player but not really a killer. Also I wondered if he really would be the type who would attack or threaten people with a gun, a shotgun? I thought he was more of a knife guy or a with-his-bare-hands kind of person. He tried to choke me once, right?
And I had these strange marks or actually no marks but I thought there should have been some on my neck, but there weren't any.

God, I was confused.
It was all so dark.
And I couldn't move.