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Chapter 6: Apocalypse

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2 days later

Everyone was hiding out by now. The masked men are roaming the streets, killing everyone they see. Not even police force can catch them. Nobody knows who they are. We are living in fear in or basements or garages, surrounded by weapons, always alert, always waiting. Wherever you look there are 3s and bodies. We have stopped identifying them, there are too many. They lay in the streets, rotting. I haven't heard  from Benjamin in days, the internet is glitching, and most messages that we recieve are just 3s, like the message I received just days ago. They are hacking the system. Who knows what they've seen.

Suddenly I get another text. I put down the kitchen knife that I'd been holding in exchange for my phone. Its from Benjamin.

"They ar3 coming. Th3y dont stop coming. I n33d you to 33333 3333 33 33 333 333333" Oh sweet son of a Nutcracker. Is he in trouble? I haven't seen him in so long, I don't know. He's never around anymore, even when the internet was on. He stops talking when the big events happen. 

Oh... oh no! He couldn't be! I began to form an idea, a gruesome idea, but an idea. He could be one of them. It makes sense too... He was never around for any of the murders, He wanted to keep everything about the murder on the down low, he randomly stops talking to me for periods at a time... When he was in the forest, he could have been hiding the body, and that why he was walking the opposite direction to get away! Now I couldn't get that thought out of my head. I didn't text him back, even when he sent me "Mar? Mar please! Are you okay? Dear God, please be okay." I kept myself from texting him, telling myself that he was evil. After a while, he stopped, his last text being "Mar... if you get this, if you're still here... please, please tell me your okay." 

My phone died soon afterwards, and without electricity, I couldn't charge it. My moms phone had died a day ago, from trying to reach other people non stop. My mom was asleep beside me. I put my phone down and grab the knife again. 

About 3 minutes later screams echo outside. "Help! Please someone! He-" It was cut off by a thump. I got up and creeped to the window, my heart pounding. I open the front door slowly, trying to be inconspicuous. I look around for the masked men, holding the knife near my face, at the ready. 

Suddenly, a hand clasps over my mouth, and I drop the knife. I try to scream, and I try so hard, tears form in the corners of my eyes. I try to bite down on the hand, and when I do, a blow is delivered to my stomach, causing my eyes to water harder, and my stomach to topple. 

I can't tell who has me, but I know it is a masked man by the black clothing and viscous actions. I try to pull myself away, but the hands hold me. I feel the man's breath against my back. He wrenches my head back causing me to squeal in pain, then he hooks his arm around my neck, cutting off my breath, I begin to sputter and cough, feeling my face go red. Even though his hand is off my mouth, I'm still unable to speak. He reaches towards the ground, and I realize he is grabbing the knife.

Suddenly I jump to the conclusion that it must be Benjamin. He knows where I live, and he would be the person to kill me, if anyone of them would. He must have faked the scream to get me outside. I struggle against his strong arms, to no avail. My knife was suddenly drawn to my neck. I mouth "No", and cry harder, my heart speeding faster and faster, but I know I'm going to die.