Chapter 75: Timid Crying

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Harry P.O.V

Almost as dazed, he raised his head. A tinnitus made all the sounds sound duller than they actually were.

He was on the floor in the corridor, only a few centimeters had been missing and he'd had fallen down the stairs. Instead, he was strewn with glass shards, and a cold wind swept through his clothes; made him goose bumps.

What was he doing here at all?

As he got up, his thoughts from his last minutes came back to him in less than a second.

"Lisa.", he murmured, looking around the corridor, devastated by glass shards.

He sweared, forgetting that his life could have been over and ran back to the bedroom where Lisa and Lauren had stayed.

"Let her doing well, please, let her doing well.", it went through his head all the way back and when he finally opened the door, his tinnitus disappeared suddenly and he held his breath.

Here were the windows destroyed, too, the curtains in this context perforated and a mess in the whole room.

"Lisa?", he exclaimed, and saw her at the same moment.

She crouched with Lauren on the floor, which seemed to support her.

"Thank God, Harry!"

Lauren had discovered him at first and returned his gaze.

"What happened?", without closing the door, he ran in the direction of the two and knelt in front of his girlfriend.

"I don't know.", Lauren shook her head. "From one second to the next, she was in pain and the windows broke."

"Are there woes again, Lisa?", Harry helped her sit straight, feeling the way she leaned against him.

"I think ...", she pressed out and grimaced. "... these aren't just woes as before."

"You mean ...", Harry realized what she meant and turned to Lauren.

"Go and search Jo."

"No!", Lisa shook her head decisively. "There's something wrong here ... Lauren ... you stay there, nobody's going downstairs ... Ohh ...", she closed her eyes and leaned her head against Harry's shoulder. "It starts."

"Maybe it's a false alarm.", Lauren hesitated.

"I do not think so.", Lisa shook her head, forced a deep breath, tightening the grip on Lauren's hand.

"You must go to the bed, Lisa."

Out of nowhere a voice appeared. Abruptly Lauren and he lifted their head and looked at the door.

"Bonnie!", Lisa sighed without looking up.

"We have no more time.", Bonnie nodded to Harry and closed the door behind her.

Almost casually, she raised one hand to the row of windows, put the shards together again.

"Is that all just real?", Lauren murmured to herself. "What happened here? It was so ... structured or am I wrong?"

"Up until now, I would not mind.", Bonnie replied mutedly. "But you can't plan anything here, Lauren, now we have to concentrate on Lisa and not on what is happening outside."

"What's going on out there?", Lisa frowned.

"Nothing, sweetie, nothing that should be an interest to you now.", Bonnie assured her, throwing the covers aside. "Lauren help me with the towels. Harry, stay with Lisa."

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