Chapter 3. Unhinged Disturbances

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"You want to come with me?" I asked Lily once I pulled into the parking lot of the library.

Lily shook her head. "No...I just want to rest, if that's OK with you Sarah." She replied wearily.

I gave her a sympathetic nod. "Alright but keep the doors locked and call me if anything happens. And uh, try not to get any of that gross blood on my seats." I joked, hoping to lighten the mood somehow.

She didn't respond. Instead, she curled her knees to her chest and buried her head between them without even giving me a glance.

I winced in defeat.

Smooth Sarah strikes again, as my brother calls my awkwardness. Wrong moment, wrong time as always. I frowned and closed the door lightly.

As I jogged towards the library, I felt an eerie breeze crawl up my spine and something made me look up at the windows.

Well that's weird.

The lights were off. My concerts usually ended way before this place closed and when I checked the time on my phone, it was only 9:45, still fifteen minutes before it did. So why does it look like they were already closed?

I started to panic. My ringtone suddenly went off and when I pulled out my phone, it showed the hilarious picture I saved of Ray with his face swollen from the time his peanut allergy acted up. I swiped to answer it.

"Ray, where are you?"

"Sarah?" There was static when he spoke. The reception here was shotty at the least, but even through it I could hear my brother's voice shaking. "Hey, you're not going to believe this, but there was this poor guy outside being chased around by a group of people! He was bleeding badly, I think they really messed him up but then some cops showed up and they...they shot all those people sis! They shot all of them! They killed all of those people in cold blood Sarah!"

"Slow down Ray, I think the same shit was happening at my concert too. Everyone was acting up tonight like it's some sort of mad cow disease. Where are you now?" I asked while running up the flight of stairs to the rear entrance. I froze when I spotted two police officers standing over by the front. They had their guns out and were guarding the area. I ducked down low and snuck over to the single back door.

"Sarah, I don't know if they'll let me out. The police put the whole place on lock down and they said they're not letting anyone out or in until they know what's going on. I hid inside the boys bathroom though, so I could talk to you."

"Good to know," I responded sarcastically, "but can you find a way to sneak out back? I'm here now."

"I don't think so," he whispered. "There's a few cops in here barking orders and saying that they're not letting anyone go. They even held this one girl at gunpoint who kept arguing with them."

"Are you kidding me?"

"No and there's...something else."

I ran my hand down my face and took a breath. Is there going to be any good news tonight?

"What?"

"Don't be mad okay, but....I kind of sort of...lost my glasses." He sighed.

"Are you shitting me!?"

He quickly added "It wasn't my fault! Everyone started freaking out when the lights went out, including me. We all tried to make a run for the exits but someone elbowed me in the head and knocked them off."

I felt a vein in my temple throb. He was always losing those damn things and of course today wouldn't be an exception. "Well do you have another pair at home?"

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