(1D) Saw ; The Beginning

(4) Chapter One ; Three of a Kind .

Niall Horan ;

  *Ka-ksh*

     

There was that noise again. A light in the South wall lit that part of the room, adding to the light that was already in here. My ears pearked up, I watched as the shadow of another figure stumbled through the door across the room.

     

  "Ha-Harry!" I stuttered, back crawling away from it until I hit my back against the glass. "L-look! Over there!"

     

Harry got to his feet trailing his attention in the direction of mine, attempting to find what I was looking at. He glared at it curiously watching it move so awkwardly towards us.

     

  "What the fuck...?" he mumbled.

     

We both watched as the figure stumbled over its own feet, stutter stepping at us like a zombie. It's legs wobbled, giving up on it. It hit the ground with a loud clap, landing flat on its chest.

     

  "S-stop!!! No?? Wh-what are you doing??" I jolted to my feet as Haz started to walk towards it. "It could kill you! Please don't leave me-"

   "Ni relax" he gnarled, shushing me with a finger to his lips. For some odd reason that reminded me of the moment right before I ended up here. "If that's another person it could us our-"

  "FUUUUUUK!" the scream filled the room, and it came from neither of us.

    

That sounded familiar. Haz and I glared at each other suspiciously linked with the same thought. That sounded like- 

     

   "Lou??" Harry called out to it, frozen in place.

     

There was a moment of silence. The zombie started to crawl holding it's chest. Maybe it was the tears in my eyes, or the streaks on the glass, but it was hard to see it clearly for me from here.

     

  "Ha-Harry!!!" he called out, and in that moment there was no doubt. It was him, it was Louis. "Harry please! Please tell me that's fucking you-"

    "Y-yeah!" Haz called back, running over to him. He picked him up supporting his weight as they both wobbled their way back over to me. "Don't worry, I got you...."

     

I whimpered. I just felt so useless in here. My fists clinched as I pounded them against the glass crying in frustration. Why me? I ran my fingers through my hair letting the tears fall. I just wanted to be of some use. They were always taking care of me, and it was like I couldn't ever return the favor.

     

  "Lo-Lou??" I gulped. Harry dragged him closer to me and all I could see was blood. "Wh-what happened?? You're pale!"

     

The color from Louis face was drained, it was geusome. I winced at just the sight of it, breathing agsint the glass to see. Harry sat him down. Louis' hand was mutilated, I watched it shake uneasily  like he couldn't control it. It made me cry even harder seeing him in pain.

     

  "What happened??" Harry shook Louis head that rested in his lap. Lou's face and body was so white, it was horrifying. His shirt was stained with blood spots, almost more than Haz had. "Lou please! Talk to us!"