Number 667

Chapter Twenty-One

Everything was silent.
Macy could feel again.
But...
Something was wrong.
She cracked open one eye.
She was still in the hospital.
All the doctors lay on the floor, apparently unconcious.
What?
They didn't seem to be harmed.
Something was terribly, terribly wrong here.
Then everything went black.
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Carrie felt odd.
The pain in her arms was shooting all over her body, making her spine tingle, but strangely she felt calm.
Then a tremor went through her body.
The Snatcher Woman was knocked back, her glistening black hair flowing across the floor. A chunk came out from her rotting scalp, flying across the floor. She clambered back up, skittering across the floor. Her neck looked elongated as she sunk her inch-long dagger teeth into Carrie's leg.
"Help me!" She shrieked. She couldn't move.
She screamed when she saw her hands withering with age.
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Vivian ran over to Carrie. Oh no, oh no, she was getting two years older by the second. She yanked the Woman's teeth outh of Carrie's leg, which started oozing maroon blood. The Snatcher Woman screeched an inhuman cry, slashing her long nails across Vivian's face. She fell back, clutching her cheeks. As Carrie tried to run away, the Woman grabbed her ankle, dragging her back.
Then Maple crumpled to the ground, unconcious.
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Maple screamed as she fell. Her head cracked a perfectly intact wooden beam, and she could hear the terrifying snap of a broken bone as she landed on her forearm.
Everything was black.
She could still hear the sounds of the fight, Carrie trying to run away, Vivian trying to protect both of them, and the Snatcher Woman furiously trying to suck the years out of Carrie.