𝑽𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑺, 𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝑻𝑷𝑵

020 // 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐩𝐭.2

「─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───」

020 // goldy pond, pt.2

「─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───」



this chapter includes the following :

➤ uncensored swearing/strong language
➤ angst
➤ violence
➤ detail of injury/death

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❝A total of four today.❞

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-Emma's POV-

"What's key is time. You can survive this hunt as long as you can keep running until the music starts playing again."

I'm going to help as many as I can to run away from demons. I'm not going to let them get killed. I'm going to protect kids, at least the ones I can reach.

And we're going to survive this.

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Soon the music played, indicating that the hunt was over.

"It's over," I whispered to myself.

We made it?

"Is anyone hurt?" I heard a voice call out, I looked and I saw two people. A guy with a bandage over his head and a guy with crosses in his hair and I thought for a moment I saw Lily, but it was my mind playing tricks on me.

"If you're hurt, come this way!"

First aid kits? They can get proper treatment. Oh yeah! Theo was hurt!

I ran to find Theo, Jake and Monica as quickly as I could.

"Theo! Monica! Jake!" I called out as I looked around.

I hope Theo's injury is okay. He, Monica and Jake were able to run away, right?

I finally found Theo and sighed with relief.

Good, there he is.

"Hey.." I said, trailing off.

"Emma!" Theo said, I looked at him and he looked as if he'd been crying for a while.

He's alone?

Oh my god...

"Theo... Where are Monica and Jake?" I questioned carefully as my eyes widened.

Theo leant on the ground as he sobbed, leaning on a bloody axe. "They're both dead. They were killed. It's my fault. It's all my fault. I'm sorry. I'm sorry Jake, Monica... I lost my brother! And my sister!" He cried out.

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-Lily's POV-

Me and Oliver were walking around fot the lost or injured children and we saw Zack. "How many died today?" I asked him.

Zack looked at us. "A total of four today." He said solemnly.

Four... Four children...

"Just the usual, eh?" Oliver said, quietly.

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-Emma's POV-

"Are you depressed?" The kid asked as I sat on the stairs, my knees against my chest as my head rested on my arms. "But this is how it is. Someone dies each time. We lost Monica and Jake, but you saved many others. You did well. But someone once told me there are times when even your best isn't enough."