To the question: "what does it feel like to be in an emergency?" no one can give an answer until they find themselves in the epicenter of these events. In other words, no one knows exactly what will happen to you. We can only imagine this scene.
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— Wait, what about the others? — The girl looked at him with a sad look. Judo didn't want to think that Lucky could do that and leave their friends to die .She tried her best to put aside her doubts, but the gloomy feeling did not leave her. Lucky knelt down and put his arm around Spitz's shoulders:
— Listen to me Judo, there's not enough room in the car for everyone. We'll go and call for help.— Lucky smiled sincerely, Judo became much better.
— Okay. —She took his hand and they headed for Mackenzie's black Audi. Lucky squeezed the keys and pressed the button.*vzhh*The car opened, the Labrador ran away from her side and sat in the driver's seat, Judo was already strapped in and was impatiently waiting for the car to start. Lucky inserted the key into the ignition lock, turned the key and the engine started. The car started to move with a roar.
The retriever looked at his companion with a smile, when suddenly the left window broke and glass fragments fell into the car interior. Hands appear out of the darkness grabbing Judo and trying to pull her out of the car, only the belt does not drag her into the darkness of the forest. Lucky made a sharp turn, Judo was released and she fell to the floor. The guy turned on the headlights, a bright yellow light illuminated the trail and in the middle of the road appeared a rather large and intimidating silhouette of a man in a bear mask and with an axe in his hand. The Labrador switched the handbrake and knocked the guy down from the whole course, jumping on his body. After making sure that the body was no longer moving, he pressed the gas pedal and the car smoothly drove on.The light from the headlights of the car dimly illuminated the gloomy road. Century-old pine trees towered over the car and the moon was blocked by dark clouds foreshadowing rain. Thunder rumbled in the distance and rain was born from the sky. There was an awkward silence that hurt their ears. Judo was grateful to Lucky, but at the same time she didn't know ho how to react to the murder. She exhaled a breath of air, Lucky looked at her questioningly, raising an eyebrow:
— I can't believe you killed him. —Judo said in a barely audible voice, trying not to provoke Lucky. The Labrador just sighed. After that, the car drove off onto an asphalt road leaving a trail of blood mixed with scraps of wool, dirt and flesh. . .
///|Bluey and Mackenzie|\\\
The village was covered by a huge, harsh and impenetrable forest drowning in semi-darkness and coolness. Mysterious and even frightening, it stretches along a deep cliff - as gloomy as the forest itself. The trunks of trees of impressive size are not covered with moss, mushrooms and climbing plants. They are completely naked, only crooked branches stick out in different directions, giving shelter only to the bravest birds. Everywhere smells of pine needles and moisture. The tops of various firs and pines are directed high up, they almost completely block the rays of the sun, so the soil in this forest is damp. The ground is covered with fallen needles and tangles of roots, so sometimes it is not so easy to move. The silence of the grave reigns in this forest, and it is an amazing rarity to meet a living creature here besides a bird .But today, everything has changed. Bluey and Mackenzie ran through the woods holding hands, so as not to get lost or stumble over roots trees. They were heading to a settlement that was further away from the cottage. To tell the truth, it is difficult to call it a settlement, 4-5 houses located along the road. Bingo was in one of them. That was their goal to find her .Bluey stood on the road and looked around two houses on the left and three on the right. She thought about it, and soon her gaze stopped at a blue house with a broken door.
— Hey, where are you going?! —Bluey took off and ran around. Behind it was a yellow house, exactly the same as the blue one. Bluey's attention was attracted by an open window and a flash of a silhouette: —Bingo?
— Bluey! —A red heeler appeared in the window. There were tear-drops on her face, and she was all pale. Bingo climbed out through the window and the Heelers hugged in a long-awaited meeting. Then, the Collie came up to them:-We have to go. . .
///|Rustyand Indy|\\\
In this corridor, there is no place for random sounds, nor stealthy rustles, nor echoes of lost echoes. This corridor is not intended for the ubiquitous gazes of onlookers, lost passers-by or everyday visits. This place is, so to speak, hidden. It is not customary to spread about this place, but by the will of fate, every sane person knows this place. Indy and Rusty are walking down the corridor and looking around for something:
— And where is he? —Indy crossed her arms over her chest.
— Let's take a look in the living room. —Rusty offered, took Indy's hand, and they headed into the living room. Stone fireplace, light walls and several shelves.
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Indy sat and looked at the sparks coming from the fireplace, and Rusty frantically searched in the closet, throwing books on the floor.
— Where are the damn keys? —Rusty was angry and clenched his hands into a fist, his furious gaze fixed on Indy as he approached her from behind:
— Then it will have to be different.
Rusty whispered, grabbing Indy by the hair and he threw her face first into the fireplace without loosening his grip .Heart-rending screams and scarlet sparks flew around the room, and Rusty cruelly watched . . . .He was smiling. After a few minutes, Indy stopped twitching and Rusty moved away from the dead body.
— Did you kill her? — the guy in the wolf mask was standing leaning in the aisle.
— Moving on to plan B. —Rusty didn't turn to face him.
///|Bluey and Mackenzie|\\\
Hallway. In fact, it's just a large square room, which was quite spacious due to the minimal presence of furniture. A hanger, a bedside table and a couple of chairs.The walls were covered with vinyl, gray wallpaper, in places they were covered with mildew spots, and in some places they had come off and hung in long rags, exposing the plaster.
— Yes, this place needs repairs — Kenzie put in his remark: —How long until dawn?
Bluey rolled up the sleeve of her sweatshirt and looked at the yellow electronic clock-two o'clock.* Scream*.They turned towards the darkness of the long corridor from which a heart-rending scream came.
— Damn it. — Bluey, take Bingo and hide somewhere.
— Mack... . —Bluey didn't have time to object as he left in a hurry.
///|Mackenzie|\\\
The further he went into the abandoned corridors, the more terrified he became. Drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead and his hands hurt from how hard he gripped the handle of the knife. His eyes had already gotten used to the darkness, which allowed him to distinguish the contours and not stumble over some bedside table. Here, the dim glow of the fireplace seemed, he went into the interior and saw Rusty looking menacing against the background of the fireplace, he lowered his eyes and saw. . . Indy, or rather what's left of her. His eyes widened, and he began to back away. Then, Rusty finally looked in his direction, but not at Mackenzie, but at someone else. As if someone else was here. Suddenly, a knife point was sharply thrust into the side and pulled out just as sharply. The Collie's face twisted in pain and he fell to the floor, clutching the bleeding wound: — Aghr!
The killer was already swinging for a second blow, but Rusty took his hand and stopped him:-We stick to the plan.*Bang*.Everyone turned around and saw Bluey lying on the floor, she jumped up from the floor and ran away .Rusty grinned and the wolf ran after her . . .
