who's there?

Chapter 2

As I walked into the gym doors, a peculiar sweaty smell caused me to cringe my nose. I walked up to the big purple counter, and standing before me was a large woman with green hair. She said in a sweet tone, "Would you like to make a gym membership?" Before I could answer, I heard a large door swing open and suddenly with a quick turn of my head I saw a strange looking man lying on the floor trying to catch his breath! I quickly ran towards him and realized he had blood on his shirt with a bullet hole piercing through him. I then flipped him over onto his back to find out where he had been shot. I heard people screaming around me. It was hard to concentrate. I felt as if I could hear my blood pulsing through my body as my heart pounded rapidly. I couldn't find where the man had been shot. I then began to rip his shirt off to find the wound. His body was covered in the darkest shade of red I have ever seen. I attempted to talk to the man to keep him calm as he screamed in pain. "What's your name, sir?" I asked. He continued to scream. "SIR, what is your name?" I screamed. All the sudden he was unresponsive. I then found the wound and quickly started to apply pressure.

"Has anyone called an ambulance?" I yelled. No one responded. I yelled viciously once more, "Has anyone called an ambulance, damn it!?" Then I heard a soft whimpering voice say to me, "ummm.. yy..yes.. they should be here ss..soon.." The room went as silent as ghost town. I felt as if there was death in the room. I felt a rush of panic run through my body. A few minutes later I heard sirens, they sounded as if they were screaming loudly at me. I felt a little bit of relief run through me, yet I was still nervous. After, what felt like hours, the paramedics finally rushed in to the cluttered gym and politely asked me to remove my blood covered hands away from the mystery man so they could take over. They began to ask me millions of questions. "What is his name? Do you know his age? Did you see who shot this man?" I starred at them blankly not able to speak as they lifted the injured man onto the stretcher and rushed away quickly. I sat on the floor in shock, not able to move. After a moment of dead silence, I began to speak.

"No ma'm. I would not like a gym membership..."

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