17 (Alouette pov)

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What am I going to do?

What I came to do obviously, but I didn't expect it to happen like this. I was supposed to find him and sneak up on him.

"It's okay Allie, I won't hurt you." He speaks in a sing-songy voice that sends chills down my spine.

Ok so he knows I'm here, he just doesn't know where. I can use that to my advantage.

I pick up a rock from the floor and angle the throw so it seems like I kicked from the opposite end of the hall.

I hear him turn and walk in the direction of the rock. Bingo, now's my chance.

My heart races as I turn the corner and lurch forward springing off my feet and towards him, pushing all my weight in front of me.

At the last second he turns with a soul crushing grin on his face. He knew.

He knew where I was, he knew that rock came from where I was. He knew, and now I'm in trouble.

A sudden scream escapes me. Seconds feel like minutes, hours. But I never crash into him.

I land on the ground hitting my head on a wall, I get slightly dazed and lose my balance.

What just happened?

Fighting, two people are fighting beside me. Dylan and Falcon.

Falcon?

"FALCON!"

Dylan's teeth are biting Falcons arm, hard, he's throwing punches left and right. There is blood everywhere. The walls, floors, somehow on the ceiling.

I have to do something. The first thing I see is a pipe. That'll have to do.

I can't. They are rolling around too fast if I swing I risk hitting Falcon, I have to let them fight.

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