⛓𝓣𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬 ⛓ⁿⁱᶜᵏ ʲᵒⁿᵉˢ

ʙᴀsᴇʙᴀʟʟ ᴄᴀᴘ ˢⁱˣ

Jennifer, Nick, and Carly made their way around a house.
"He said he had a brother, right?" Nick asked. Jennifer kept peering behind her, scared Bo would come back for them at any moment. "Yeah," Carly replied.
"Vincent."

"At the house of wax, he did all the sculptures. He's gotta be the one that does the wax." Cary informed.
The thought of there being another person like Bo roaming around scared the shit out of Jen.
All she wanted was to run into Wade and Dalton and go home.
"What if he's around here somewhere?" Jennifer asked. Her fear was evident in her voice.
Nick grabbed Jennifer's sleeve, pulling her towards him before he held her hand. "Nothing is going to happen to you. Carly and I promise... right Carly?" Nick stated, turning to face his sister.
"Right." She agreed. "We'll find you brother and Dalton, and then we'll leave. We'll be fine." She continued.

"Wait." Nick suddenly said. He let go of Jennifer's hand and started to walk towards a store.
The two girls cautiously followed behind him. "Nick, what are you doing?" Jennifer asked.
"You have to be careful." Said Carly.
He kept closer. "I am being careful." He stated.
Jennifer looked up at the sign. The trio stood in front of a hunting store.
Nick grabbed the doorhandle, rattling it as in an attempt to open the door.
"Nick, that's loud." Jennifer complained.
" it'll make too much noise. Why do you have to be so damn stubborn? He will find us." Rambled Carly. "Nick." Jennifer said in a pleading tone.
Nick looked into the window. Wax figures gripping onto bows and arrows stood on display. "Yeah, chances are he will anyway. At least with this, he might not want to find us." Nick stated.
"Nick, please. I need to be alive to find Wade." Jennifer complained.

Without hesitation, Nick picked up a rock and tossed it into the glass window. The loud shattering noise was sure to catch Bo, or maybe even Vincent's, attention.
"Nick!" Jen shouted. "It's fine, Jennifer. I already promised nothing was going to happen to you." He said before climbing through the shattered window. He pulled the bow out of the waxy grip it had been in.
"That's about right." He said.
Suddenly, a loud pop followed by a shattering noise caught the trio's attention. They looked behind them, and there stood Bo, brandishing a gun, a sadistic smile across his face.

"Jen, Carly. Run!" Nick shouted.
Bo shot at them once again. Missing completely.
They all instinctively ran into the large movie theater. Jennifer stopped to look behind her, making sure Nick was still there. "Go, run!" He said, giving her a light shove in the direction of the screening room.
The screen lit up as soon as they stepped foot in the room.

𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺

Jennifer and Nick ran behind a row of seats quickly ducking down.
Carly fled into the crowd of wax covered skeletons.
The door creaked slowly, creaked open. The sound was followed by heavy footsteps. A single tear slid down Jennifer's cheek.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦

𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺, 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶

"I know you're in here." Bo's raspy southern voice spoke up. Jennifer gave Nick a worried look. He quickly leaned in and kissed her cheek, trying to reassure her.

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦

𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰

𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺