Chapter 3

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I yelped and jumped back, making Tristan jump too.

The girl was covered in blood. She was just desperate for air.

Marie ran behind Donnie and Donnie just stood there, too scared to say anything.

She looked up at us, panting hard.

"Have to get out of here" She said quietly.

We just stood there, and Tristan wrapped his arms around me. Over protectively.

She struggled to stand up, but managed. Making Donnie step back, almost making him fall over.

Marie whimpered. And I spoke up.

"Who are you?" I asked, stepping a bit closer, only making Tristan pull me back.

"You.... n-need to get o-out of here." Was all she could manage to get out.

"Why? What happened to you? And who are you?" I asked, getting a bit louder.

"I am Tommi." She said, looking Tristan in the eye.

She looked at all of us. Then quietly spoke.

"You won't last a day out here. You'll be torn to pieces."

Okay. That did it.

"What do you mean? Do you need me to say it louder? What are you f****** talking about?" I almost screamed.

Something made a sound behind us, and it made Tommi jump. Her eyes widened.

"They're here." She whispered. She started running. Fast.

"I think were supposed to run now." Donnie said, pointing in the direction of where Tommi was going.

"Yeah." Tristan said, and grabbed my hand.

We were running, only to find out those noises were way bigger than we thought they were.

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