Terror

Chapter Five

Mark loaded a green bucket filled with fish into town, dropping it where a small fire was created. He jabbed the fish carefully on a metal rod, frying it over the fire. He has created his own little business with people who help him fish and cook.

"Do we all have to move to Sunny's? I don't want to go on Jason's side," Trent spat, holding out the fish on a metal rod.

"I'm pretty sure if we don't, we'll be burned alive," Helena said.

Trent and Helena were two of the people who had started helping him out in this little business. There was about a group of ten of them, divided between those who fried and those who'd caught fish.

Helena grabbed the rod of fish from it, rotating it over the fire. The smell was actually divine since they've barely had good food in ages.

Mark walked over towards Emma, who was biting her lip. "Everything is bad," she said, pacing. "Even with the groups out, there's still another bad feeling."

"What's the bad feeling?" he asked.

"It's weird because these feelings are like sensations. All of them feel different, like fear, danger, or something threatening," Emma groaned. "Cindy went to check on each group, but it's not like we can intervene. It poses a risk because..."

"Because what?" Mark asked.

"Something is coming," she said, loud enough that people nearby heard it.

Cindy appeared with wide eyes in front of them, breathless. "Ashley's coming," she freaked.

Mark then saw Party Culture burst into flames. "Run!" he yelled.

Everyone dropped whatever they were doing and ran. He went behind the fallen flowerbed with Emma, crouching on the ground. With his heart racing, he watched people being burned or sliced in half with bloody screams.

"We're officially going to die," Emma whispered.

"We need to get somewhere better," Mark whispered.

They were crawling across the slushy ground in the darkness. He felt his knees getting wet, but at this point he didn't care. They saw one of the abandoned buildings, swinging inside the back door and entering the building. All three leaned against the wall, where the glowing fire wouldn't fail to see them.

"If we step out there, she'll burn us," Emma mumbled.

Mark could see the glowing fire, and Ashley was wearing an eager grin with blood on her face. Everyone was running for their lives while she burned buildings or murdered people.

"She'll burn this building soon," Emma gulped, looking through the glass. "She's definitely going to Sunny's next."

Mark watched Ashley stare at them from glass windows, but not directly at them. She held up her hands as the building started to burn. All three of them screamed, rushing out of the burning building to look around.

"Is it even safe to go into a house?" Cindy panicked.

"We need to find a car," Mark said breathlessly.

They rushed down an empty road. There were trees falling to the ground and flipped cars glowing in flames. The entire town was covered in black smoke flowing through the air. He saw a couple of bodies on the ground with some people who had burned off legs and arms.

"There!" Mark pointed at the white truck, jumping in.

He fumbled with the keys and drove without caring about seatbelts or anything but getting out of here. Although there became a problem when he felt the truck being hurled into the air by a strong force.