Homicidals on the Run

chapter twelve

"room....106..from what I remember" The small one spoke.
"That was easier than I thought..." Elaine mumbled while standing up.
Elaine had this....feeling burning inside her. Not like the feeling of when she found out her friend was so called broken or when she was hellbent on killing Robin, but the feeling of revenge. Years ago she felt the same things Robin was feeling right now.
Pain and sorrow, for not being able to do anything. "What should I do?" Kimberly asked. Elaine walked over to her friend.
"If things get too out of hand, you take out her mom..." Elaine said to Kimberly ever so quietly so Robin couldn't hear. "What about the girl afterwards?" Kimberly silently asked.
"We drop her off at foster care. That's
the only thing we can do..." Elaine said, again quietly.
Elaine turned away from Robin and took off her mask and stuck it in a bag as well as Kimberly's.
"What am I supposed to do?" Robin asked. "Stay here." Kimberly said in monotone as the two girls left the room.
Once out of sight of any security cameras, they slipped on their masks.
Elaine pulled out a gun out of the bag.
"Damn it was so easy to bring in this stuff.." Elaine spoke. She handed the gun to Kimberly, so the mother's death would be nice and quick if she tried anything. "I'm willing to take this one step further by taking out any extra problems....."
"You mean the people at the front desk? Don't they have the security footage....." Kimberly started to smile while she spoke.
"Let's go." She instantly said after realizing that there would be more bloodshed then once thought.

They slowly made their way to the front counter. They stood in front of the two people sitting there. Elaine dropped the bag, catching their attention.
"Hello how may I.....help.....you..." The woman's voice slowed as she noticed two paint chipped masks staring her down. The other lady noticed as well. Silence came among them all. It was like someone was watching a horror movie at their home but paused it to get a refill of popcorn.

"If you know any better then you wouldn't try to call anyone." Kimberly said, leaning in closer to the desk, coming eye to eye with the person in front of her. Elaine, smiling behind her mask, slowly started walking behind the desk.
The lady closed her eyes shut, awaiting the physical pain that was about to come to her.
Elaine knelt down behind her, now breathing on her neck.
"Don't do such a thing.....that makes the game less fun...." Then she softly giggled like a child. Kimberly kept staring down the other lady, sending chills up the woman's spine. "Now, rabbit friend, shall we play who goes first?" Elaine said while standing up and laying a hand on both shoulders of the women. "Sounds....interesting...how do you play?" Kimberly spoke in a child like tone.
"Well we ask them a question and whichever one gets it wrong first or doesn't answer dies first."
"What if they both don't answer?"
"Well....we kill them both.."
The two people at the front desk were now shaking. Kimberly walked behind the desk with Elaine and pushed all signs of contact off the desk onto the floor.
"Now....What question should we ask these fine ladies?" Kimberly asked
"Hmmm I know..." Elaine knelt down behind the same woman once more.
"How long and painful will your death be?" Elaine spoke with monotone and then jabbed the knife in the woman's chest. This caused screaming to erupt from the other woman so Kimberly stuck the gun next to her head.
"Quiet, you pawn." Kimberly snapped.
Seeing as this was only a game to these two.
The lady, still gasping for air, spoke.
"Why are you.."
She was cut off by a blade entering her throat. "You weren't dead yet? Well now you are..." Elaine stood up and looked over at the woman then over at Kimberly. "Do whatever with her. It's not my choice on who you kill and who you don't"
Kimberly then slowly looked down at the woman, grinning evilly behind her mask. She bent over so her words would be clear. "Go to sleep..." She whispered, then stood up straight again and pulled the trigger.
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Well this chapter was....something.
Ellie here! I'll be writing the chapters until Kimberly gets back home and wants to write again. Hope you guys are okay with that! (did you notice the Black Butler and Creepypasta reference?)