𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒆| 𝒗𝒔𝒐𝒐

Part IX

I lay on my bed staring into nothingness. A sigh leaves my lips.

A knock on the door pushes me to my feet. "Who's it?" I groan opening the door I find redhead.

"Becca?" I ask with a still low tone, "yes, I have to tell you something." She says, scared and terrified.

"About?"

"Emilyn."

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"We need to hide or shall we join?" Becca asks as if she's joining a reunion with junior high students.

"Oh no, absolutely Becca go ahead and get yourself chopped." I reply nonchalantly as we pass through the dark hallway.

Emilyn has dropped a huge bomb, so fucking huge that left us all terrified and if any of us stays in wineston they'll be left in shambles.

Emilyn is on a killing spree and that's the shortest way I could explain this situation.

Apparently her long lived inner resolve to shred people into pieces has begun springing out of her system and now she wouldn't stop until she has every one of us dead.

Rebecca has witnessed emilyn killing lincy, our eldest, respected senior. And with what assurance she wouldn't kill Becca who has witnessed?

Emilyn could come at us anytime from anywhere.

Rebecca makes slow and unoticble paces while I hold my sneakers and ran without a sound way ahead of her, if we're gonna find an exit one of us has to be quicker.

"I'll go right, you go left." I command and we part ways, hallways are dark and creepy at night just like Francesca's face in daylight.

I couldn't see anything, I couldn't go without looking and watching my step but darkness that consumes me will save me from a mentally uncertified killer.

I stumble upon something, something square and round, it's the alarm, when it touches, it blares.

The blue lights emit the hallway with it's brightness and sounds, the sounds which can awaken anyone.

I don't scream, there's no time. I run and run, I can see my path but that can be dangerous too.

My hands fling on my sides and hair falling on my face as I run with hitched breaths. My blue cardigan and pants are clear on view and I could be caught easily if I stay in middle of hallway any longer.

Alarm stops.

Light stays.

Something's wrong. And as I turn around to look, I watch a figure standing, face hidden in darkness but the hospital gown tells me enough to know it's emilyn. She stands, holding a butcher knife, blood dripping from it's edges, hair all over her face as she slowly walks.

"Don't you realise, you can die?" She speaks in small singy song tone, if I weren't in this situation i would've laughed on her face.

"Not unless you catch me." I challenge.

I gulp down the bits of fear and sanity leaving my body. Emilyn is nothing, I could kill better.