3. Men

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He steps into your room, no movement. Then, he turns around and walks down the hall. You wait a second, definitely walking away.
You crawl to the other side of your bed, the shadow wasn't there. You crawl out of the bed, standing. And sighing. You hold your face.
"There you are" says a familiar voice gruffly. You turn around quickly, there he stood in the doorway. You step backwards into your nightstand.
"Why are you here" you point at him, shaking as he steps slowly towards you.
"Why?" He asks.
You nod quickly, further scurrying onto the nightstand until your back is against the wall.
"I do not believe you deserve that answer" he says, the sound of his leather boots tapping the floorboards. "Why are you half naked, why-"
"So many questions" he says, standing a few feet away. You close your eyes and turn your head away.
Then.
Glass smashes, your doors. You snap your head to your door. The man from a few minutes ago. You scream. Both men part from the floor and pull out guns. The previously met man brutally shoots, not caring. The other one waits to aim.
"GET OUT" he yells to you.
You scream in panic as you watch them stand off. The double doors were too dangerous, too much sharp glass. You observe their stand off and plan a route to run down the hall. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE" you plead, crawling onto the floor.

They grip each other's shoulders, staring at each other intensely. The half naked man manages to throw the other out the window. Then, his head turns to you. You shake your head standing up slowly. Your head shakes quicker and quicker, you crawl onto the bed. The covers kick further away from you, slipping onto the floor as you reach the other side. Be stands on the opposite side.
"What do you want" you ask.
"You need to come with me"
"No I do not" you yell, gulping loudly.
His face darkens, he lunges forward.

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