Manhunt pt.2

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Yn's POV
It's been a week since the manhunt started for O'Brian. All leads that were given went cold. I started to get scared and Santo was paranoid. He started to buy guns and wouldn't go to sleep till 1 am. Classes shut down for the month so that no one had to leave the safety of their dorm to often. Police took shifts standing outside of my door. Skylar started staying over cause she felt my room was the safest. Everyday the news updated that there was a new lead, but by the end of the day, it would go cold. I think he's playing games with the police. I bet he thinks its funny. It was 12 am, me, Skylar, and Santo were watching a scary movie. Skylar wasn't paying attention, she was too busy liking pics on Chris Brown's Instagram, as usual -_- Santo was starting to fall asleep until we heard a loud bang outside and the police shouting. There were several more bangs outside and then everything went quiet. I carefully peeked through the window, I could see several bodies laying on the ground. Then I saw him, he crept out of the bushes and started towards the door. I backed away from the window and told Chresanto to go get one of his guns. I told Skylar what was happening, and she immediately locked herself in the bathroom. I hid in one of the kitchen cabinets right when I heard the lock click and the door slide open. His footsteps echoed. I held my breath and closed my eyes, trying to make as little sound as I could.
O'Brian: Yn! I know you're here!

I squeezed my eyes tighter. Then he grabbed me. I don't know how he found me, but he did. He held the gun to my jaw and dragged me outside. More police were surrounding the area. "Perfect" he said. "Now they get to watch your death" I swallowed hard and prepared for death to take me. I heard two shots, but I didn't feel anything. I heard a thud behind me. I opened my eyes and turned around, he lay gasping for air on the ground. I saw Santo walk up his hand on the trigger.
Santo: found my gun. Now I'm going to end this.
He turned and shot him several times
James: ok ok! Good god man! He's dead you can stop!
Santo: oh my bad.
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