Death(Chapter Three)

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When I reached the front door it had already been open. I raised he gun and began to creep my way through the house. I came into her bedroom and there was blood everywhere. I held back all my tears as I slowly followed the trail of blood to her bathroom.

No...no! Not Alicia! NO!

In the bath tub I found Alicia cold bloody body and her husband's body laid on top of each other. I couldn't take the smell so I walked out on the patio in the room. I took a quick glanced down at the ground, but quickly jerked my head back. There was a message and I knew it was directed to me.

RUN BITCH!

The message was clear whatever that thing was in my husband was dangerous and it wanted me dead.

I turned around knowing that he could still be around the area and bolted for my car. When I got there the keys were gone. I felt around my pocket knowing that I took the keys out the ignition upon driving up to the house, I just couldn't piece together where they could possibly be. I paused trying to come up with the best way out and then it came to me. Alicia leaves her keys in the same spot everyday after coming home. I ran full speed back into the house trying my best to ignore all the pictures of Alicia and her husband. I found Alicia's purse and grabbed her keys. I turned around and standing behind me was the body of Elijah. I slowly made eye contact but I was quickly relieved to see that his eyes were once again brown, his cheeks were almost red from the amount of blood pulsing through his body, and his skin was no longer pale. I slowly moved toward him reaching out my hand and instead of an ice cold layer of dead flesh I felt the warm skin of the same man I had slept with just the night before. I knew I was safe but just for how long, How long would it be until whatever was in Elijah comes back and kills me, comes into me and kills Elijah or even worse takes it's own form and kills us all.

His face was nothing but pure confusion and I had a gut feeling he truly did not remember anything.

"Why are we at Alicia's house.?",he asked,"And how did I get here...?"

I took a deep breath and looked at him up and down. There was a strange bulge in his front pant pocket. I reached my hand in and felt something that was cold, had a jagged edge and made clinking noises. I pulled it out only to see my keys. How in the hell did he have my keys.?

I grabbed him and led him out to the car. Did he know he killed them...Was this just an act... I had to know.

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