Getaway

20

Trisha started running, scared. She was panting. Wilson followed her. Slowly. Trisha entered the room and screamed,"He's coming." Listening this Amy signaled Steve. Steve turned the generator on. Trisha stood infront of the tub.

Wilson entered and he stood infront of Trisha. He was about to raise the rake when Amy, Nancy and Emanuel pushed him. He didn't even budge. Instead, he pushed himself back and the three fell down.

Wilson, now more angry, moved towards Trisha. He caught Trisha by her hair and threw her inside the tub. Trisha started moving violently. Her face started burning. And a white foam started flowing out her mouth.

"RUN!", Emanuel shouted and darted towards the barrels lined up. Amy and Nancy ran out of the room and Steve slowly slid and hid inside one of the barrel.

After Trisha stopped moving, Wilson turned back and moved towards one of the barrel pile. Steve, who was inside one of the barrel, started to pray.

But before Wilson could reach to Steve, Emanuel jumped and climbed onto Wilson. Wilson tried to break free but Emanuel just made his grip stronger. Wilson finally threw Emanuel down on the ground. He picked him up by the collar and dragged him to his rake. Wilson picked the rake up and jabbed it through Emanuel's throat. Now, Wilson slowly moved out of the room.

Steve waited inside the barrel for sometime. And then he heard some footsteps. OhGod ! He's back.

"Steve?"

"Psst. Steve?"

Steve heard a familiar voice. Amy! He slowly came out of the barrel. Amy hugged Steve while Nancy took off her jacket and covered Emanuel's face.

Now, without stopping, the three of them ran towards the main door. Steve tried to open and the door budged. But very little. The snow had blocked the door and it was difficult to open the door.

"The hole's small.", Steve said, "Amy, only you can enter. Go. Run!"

"No! No!", Amy said.

"Go, Amy. You can fit in there, you can survive.", Nancy persuaded her too.

"No!", Amy said and walked away from the door.

"Let's go upstairs.", Amy suggested, "Let's lock ourselves before that bastard comes again."

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They slowly moved in the corridor. Scared. The three made their way to what they thought was the safest room that was the last room of the hall.

But before they could enter, Wilson, coming out of one of the room, got hold of Nancy. Nancy screamed.

Steve tried to break the hold of his hand. He tried with all his might and with a great deal of force, He broke the hold.

Wilson, who was holding a knife, jabbed it inside Steve's stomach. Steve fell down. Wilson was about to stab him again when Amy intervened and pulled him inside a room. Nancy hurriedly closed the door.

Wilson started banging the door like crazy.

"Steve, don't close your eyes. Please don't.", Amy cried.

"I am sorry I couldn't save you.", Steve said, his voice fading.

"Shh. Shh. Don't you die on me.", Amy put pressure on his wound.

"I am sorry.", Steve said.

"Please. Don't. We still have that date.", Amy said.

Steve slowly raised himself up and kissed Amy on her lips. He slowly closed his eyes.

Tears rolled down Amy's cheeks. She put her hand on Steve's chest and heard his fading heartbeat.

Nancy, who was struggling to keep the door shut finally cried for help.
"Amy. I can't close this door for long."

Amy got up and pushed the door with all her might. "Wait.", she said and dragged a sofa with all her strength and jammed the door.

"I don't care if I die. Steve's gone. I just can't lose you now.", Amy said, "that bastard's gotta die. He has to die."