Charlotte's pov:
I walked up beside the walls of the warehouse inside and saw Gabriel shouting no and the girl kissing his cheek and then his neck; thats when I did it. I pulled out my pocket knife and ran at them but the girl grabbed me and picked me up and threw me against the wall. She pulled out a longer knife and raised it high.
I moved out the way as she now has it stuck in the wall. She struggled to get it free.
I pulled out my pocket knife and ran at her tackeling her to the floor. "Its over!" I said. "Charlotte... You Naive bitch," she said as she grabbed a pipe and hit me across the head. Blood came down my face. "Charlotte... Ever thought about death?" she hissed at me.
"N-N-N-No!" I yelled. She raised the pipe higher. "Thats a bummer!" she murmured.
I grabbed the pipe and then pinner her down. "Your black hair is silky, but filthy; is it fake?" I asked. "Of course not!" she replied struggling to get free. "I really think its fake."
Patricia's pov:
I started to pick the lock, the basketball giant thing is about to step on the car. The gas is gone! "Open!" I yelled at the door.
I picked it successfully. I ran out the car and witnessed it get crunched. "Time to eat," the Basketball giant rasped as it put that "gas" into the air. I ran and ran.
"You will be a perfect meal, Patricia; Patricia is a silly classic name that is hated wonder why you get bullied? Is it your name?; your skin in a class full of white boys?" it spoke to me. I stopped in my tracks. "What?"
"Maybe those two one or the other or both," it hissed as gas almost touched me and I banged my running shoes on the ground again and took off running.
"Patricia..."
Karen's pov:
I succeeded. "You okay, Danny?"
Danny nodded and coughed up some water. "Gabriel!" he said standing up then stopped in his tracks seeing a solid-gas wall. "This isn't gas," Danny told me. I am starting to think so too.
I stood up. "What now?" I asked. "I see someone fighting," Danny said. His eyes widened.
"Who is it?" I asked. He just looked at me. "Charlotte..." he replied with.
Charlotte's pov:
I started to pull the killer's hair and threw her in a bunch of boxes spilling out liquid substances. The substances are pink. "What is this?" I murmured. The killer got up, her Hawaiian Tikki mask with cold green eyes but they then turn red. "What!"
She jumped at me knocking me over and I just threw her aside like she was a bag of chips. I ran to Gabriel and unhooked him. He fell. She grabbed a wire and and jumped on me about to do something. "No!" I yelled.
Gabriel's pov:
I couldn't move. I hit my head too hard. I need to get up. "Get up!" I murmured. I saw eyes staring at me. I screamed and got up.
I grabbed the killer's pipe and hit the killer on the head with it knocking her out.
"That must have been a hard hit to knock her out," Charlotte told me. "You saved my life..." she said. "Don't mention it!; you're Samantha's friend, correct?" I asked. She nodded. "Where is she?" I asked. "She is heading to America with Oliver," she told me. "We should leave this place," I said. "But how?; theres poison surrounding the whole area!" she announced. I thought for a moment.
"Dig," I demanded. She rolled her eyes. "What is that gonna do?" as she said that I looked up at her and saw more blood coming down.
"Do you need help?" I asked her. "No, I am fine," she said.
I looked over and saw the killer wake up.
The place came down.
The building sunk into itself.
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Darkville: Volume 3: Death Is A Powerful Thing
Mystery / Thriller"It seems you nearly died," Clarice says. "Be carful what you eat." Series description: A girl was tested on and escapes and makes friends on the way running into monsters and creepy mysterious around the new school she goes to and the town she live...
