We all go crazy

Gone

"Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away, oh-oh-oh"

{Psycho Killer - Talking Heads}

Elizabeth slipped away knowing that this would not end well. The voices told her so. She stayed hidden as the commotion around her started. Elizabeth was itching to reveal herself again but she knew if the plan was to work she had to stay put, she must be patient and wait for the right moment. The voices in her head are still loud, but now, they are joined by a chilling sense of inevitability.

But it suddenly went silent, the house was dead silent. It was her chance now, the voices were telling her. To be with Billy forever she had to kill her she had to kill Sidney she had to kill her cousin. Her eyes scanned the room for Sidney. Elizabeth's heart pounded as she spotted her cousin, now alone in the dimly lit room. Sidney was sitting on the floor, her face pale and her eyes wide with exhaustion and fear. Elizabeth felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly drowned out by the overpowering voices.

"You have to do it," they urged. "To be with Billy, to fulfil your destiny...you have to kill her."

Elizabeth's hand tightened around the knife, the same knife she had held earlier. She approached Sidney slowly, her breath shallow and her movements deliberate. Her heart ached with the weight of what she was about to do, but she pushed it aside. The voices were insistent, filling her mind with dark promises and twisted justifications.

Sidney looked up, her eyes meeting Elizabeth's with a mix of confusion and fear. "Elizabeth?" she asked, her voice trembling. "What are you doing?" Elizabeth's resolve hardened. "I'm sorry, Sidney. This is the only way."

Elizabeth's hand trembles as she raises the knife, her eyes locked on Sidney with a twisted mixture of determination and desperation. The voices in her head scream louder, urging her to act, to complete what she believes is her destiny with Billy.

Just as she's about to plunge the knife into Sidney, a loud gunshot echoes through the house. Elizabeth's eyes widen in shock as she staggers back, the knife falling from her hand. Gale Weathers stands in the doorway, gun still smoking, her expression fierce and resolute.

"Drop it, Elizabeth!" Gale demands, her voice cutting through the haze of chaos.

Elizabeth's eyes shift between Gale and Billy, a pained look on her face. "You...you don't understand. This is our fate. This is—"

Gale interrupts with a steely glare. "No more speeches. You're done."

Billy, still clutching his wound, tries to make a move towards Gale but collapses to the floor, his strength waning. Stu, injured and disoriented, tries to crawl away, but he too succumbs to his injuries.

Gale moves swiftly, her eyes scanning the room as she keeps the gun trained on Elizabeth. "Sidney, are you alright?" she asks urgently.

Sidney, her face pale and eyes wide with fear, manages a nod. "I...I'm okay. But they—"

Gale's gaze softens slightly, but her focus remains sharp. "We need to get out of here. It's not safe."

Elizabeth, realising the futility of her position, sinks to her knees, tears streaming down her face. The voices in her head grow silent, replaced by the crushing weight of her actions. She looks up at Gale, her voice breaking. "I didn't want it to end like this. I just... I wanted to be with him."

Gale takes a cautious step forward, her gun still raised. "It's over, Elizabeth. You're coming with me."

As Gale approaches, Elizabeth's gaze drifts towards Billy and Stu, their lives slipping away. The reality of their plan's collapse settles in, and she's left with the haunting realisation of what she's done.

Suddenly, the sound of sirens grows louder outside. Gale turns her head briefly, listening. "The police are on their way. We have to go, now." With one last glance at Billy and Stu, Elizabeth stands slowly, her shoulders slumped in defeat. Gale gestures for Sidney to follow her, and together they move towards the exit. As they step outside, the flashing lights of police cars paint the night in red and blue. Sidney and Gale are met by officers who quickly take in the scene, their expressions a mix of shock and determination. Sidney turns to Gale, her voice filled with gratitude and exhaustion. "Thank you. I don't know how to—" Gale puts a comforting hand on Sidney's shoulder. "We'll talk about it later. For now, let's get you somewhere safe."

The realisation of her isolation and the collapse of her twisted dream hits her with a painful clarity. The house is now surrounded by police, and the possibility of escape seems increasingly remote. Elizabeth knows that staying here could mean her capture, but the thought of surrendering or running feels equally unbearable. She glances at the police officers and emergency responders, their silhouettes moving through the chaos. Elizabeth is torn between the urge to flee and the overpowering need to confront her fate. The voices in her head are no longer guiding her, leaving her with a profound sense of emptiness. Elizabeth takes a deep breath, her eyes welling with tears as she steels herself. She knows that the time for action is slipping away. The sirens are growing louder, and the presence of law enforcement is becoming more imminent. She realises that her fate is now tied to the consequences of her actions and the decisions made in this final, agonising moment.

With one last, pained look at the house, Elizabeth takes a step towards the police line, her movements slow and deliberate. She raises her hands in surrender, the knife still clutched in her grip, though it is now pointed down. Her face is a mask of resignation and sorrow as she approaches the officers. The police officers quickly react, their training kicking in as they move to secure the area and take Elizabeth into custody. They approach her cautiously, their weapons still drawn but their expressions a mix of professionalism and concern. Elizabeth's heart races as she is surrounded by officers, their voices a distant murmur compared to the pounding in her ears. As they escort her away from the scene, Elizabeth casts one last glance at Sidney and Gale, the weight of her actions crashing down on her. The reality of her choices is now undeniable, and she faces the consequences with a profound sense of finality.

A/N: And thats a wrap! Thank you all so much for reading this story. I know the ending is kind of rushed and I'm so sorry I may rewrite later on but at the moment I'm happy with this so far. I'll be fixing up some chapters and editing some unproofed parts so if get notifications from this story ignore its all the same story line just fixed up spelling mistakes. Anyway I hope you all enjoyed this story and please check out some of my other stories. BYE!!!!