He keeps finding me

1.12

In the truck, they were met by Steph, Zeana, Loraine, and Ben. It was still dark in the truck, though. The only light sources were flashlights that Ben, Zeana, and Steph were holding. Zenix walked toward his best friend on the right side of the truck, Cindy and Lea walked to Steph to sit down next to her, and Roy and Ted walked to the front of the truck where the supply crates were. They say crates, but it was really more like pallets stacking on top of each other and secured with plastic wrap. Noah saw Roy pulling out a flashlight from his backpack, so Noah walked to Zenix and Ben, who, to him, felt like the safest option. Sitting next to Zenix, Noah pulled down his bag and put right in front of him, kind of hugging it. He laid his head on it, and the fatigue of the intense rescue mission almost made him fall asleep, but he unconsciously listened to the conversation next to him.
"Yeah, Mr. Waltermoor is driving, and Maison got shot, which is why Jay is also in the front of the truck. The plan is to bring this baby to their grandpa, this way, we can receive help from him," Ben explained in a very hushed voice.
Zenix nodded, "You won't believe what we saw on the other side..." His voice sounded didn't want to talk about it, but the memories of the scene before him still haunted him unconsciously.

Noah was immediately reminded of the headless student council president hung up by rope and his guts just falling out.
'The guys in there must have enjoyed it, for it to be so gruesome. The girl, too... for her to look like that with so many cuts, they must have enjoyed it. Well, those were definitely Psychos though.' Noah thought to himself. Noah then focused on the duo again, Zenix had a lost look that stared right to the roof. While Ben only cast a quick look at Zenix before looking at his hands, kind of regretful. Now he was wondering what happened for Maison to get shot, but he knew he could not ask. It would be kind of inappropriate. He wanted to look at the girls, as they could also be talking about interesting stuff. But before he could, the truck shook hard, Noah held his bag more securely as he almost fell on his side.

"What was that?" Zeana asked with an almost unnoticeable tremble. When they heard gunshots, the back of the truck began to have little holes caused by them. Ted and Roy immediately fell to the ground and tried to crawl to the side where Ben, Zenix, and Noah were. Lea was pulling Cindy behind her but had a hand on her shoulder to make sure she was there and would not leave. Cindy took Lea's hand on her shoulder and held her hand to assure her she was still there. If they were not in a dangerous situation right now, Lea's heart would be dancing, but they were in immediate danger of being shot. So she had to put the rhythm of her excited heartbeat to the back of her mind.

There was a voice speaking so loud as if spoken through a megaphone, "You did not really think we are letting you escape? We wanted to have so much fun with you, just like we had with the other ones!" The deranged voice then began to laugh crazily.
"We loved how the guy wanted to scream, but he couldn't. You know why? Because we ripped his tongue out! AHAHAHAHAHA! And then he watched as his organs fell out of his body! OHHHHHHHHHH, the pure shock and agony." The voice was panting into the megaphone as if turned on, by the picture that was replaying their mind. Loraine, Zeana, and Ted looked like they wanted to puke this very second. The rest looked very angry and disgusted. Zenix, in particular, looked like he would jump out any second just to break the neck of whoever just talked.
Ben held him back with a hand on his shoulder, "I know it's hard, but we are at a disadvantage here. If we don't find a save spot right now, we could be shot at any second, and I don't want any more shotwounds." Then his voice was a bit louder as he said to the others, "Let's get to the front of the truck, and try to hide behind the crates."

They gave a silent nod as they carefully walked to the front of the truck. They had about five crates filled with various food and drink beverages. Then, as they hid behind the crates, so they were saved from shots that were being fired. They heard bikes go to the side of the truck.
One thought in everyone's mind is, 'What if they shoot from the sides?' Noah thought fast and looked at Lea, "Could you try to put the crates around us as some kind of protective shield? We already have two in front of us to shield us from the bullets firing through the back. If we put one crate on both sides, we would be saved there, too." Lea looked at the two crates that were located more in the back. She would be unsafe for a while, but if they succeed...
Lea nodded, "I will try." Then she squeezed Cindy's hand as if saying she would be right back. She first went left to get the first crate, as a few shots fell, and she hid behind the crate she wanted to get. She had to get in front of the crate to push it, pulling it, and it could make the crate. Thus, the pallets fall apart. Lea took a deep breath as she ran in front of the crate and pushed it toward the others. More and more shots fell, and the backdoors let more and more light through. Luckily, none of the bullets hit Lea.