Chapter 10(Part 2)- Emarke

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I have to get to Jordan. I have to help hi- oh holy fuck... As I run into the room I see Jordan laying on his back, a creature about the size of his fist laying on his chest. He was bleeding from the spot, his whole body convulsing. His eyes were searching everywhere as sweat rolled down his forehead, pooling under his slightly red face. He began to gasp for air and talk in a nonsense language. His words not making any sense, his face becoming a deeper shade of crimson. I began to cry and I couldn't stop the numerous tears from rolling down my cheeks. I went over to him, shaking him and willing him to wake up, not even paying attention to the leech-like creature on his chest. I feel him go limp under my touch and I start hyperventilating. No. No this can't happen. Not with everything going on. I try and search what's going on but no one has ever encountered anything like this before. I look back over and see that the blob of green animal has slid off of Jordan and onto the floor. I walk over and poke it with my shoe. It doesn't move and so I hesitantly pick it up, noticing that its stomach is transluscent and I can see a sack of blood inside the creature. I would rather it be my blood... not his... I start to softly cry and walk to the window where my eyes widen as a whole cluster of the fleshy monsters are climbing up the exterior wall of my house. Oh. Shit. No. Panic overtakes me as I start wondering how I can escape these monsters. I take some blankets and tape to barricade the windows. Lining the frame with the tape and fabric, I make a tight seal to keep them out. The world becomes cold and I shiver. Sitting in my bed, I softly cry. Not knowing what to do or who to call. I try the police, hospital, and emergency team but none reply. They must be busy with other people... I drift off to sleep as I hear the window creak. Sleep has already overtaken me and I can't fight off the urge of slipping into a mindless state of dreams and nightmares. I feel something warm land on my stomach as I drift into a restless sleep. 

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