The Spreaders are everywhere around me and Bryanna. I'm worried I won't be able to protect her. There's just too many for us to fight. "Bryanna go run out of the heard! I'll lure them away and follow you!" I yell over to her. "No! I can't do that to you!" She yells back. I know she's worried about us never finding each other again, I really like her, but I want her to be safe. "I'll be right behind you!" I lie to her. I don't know if I'll even get out of here. I wish I could promise her I'll be fine. She runs out of the heard and smiles at me one last time. Then like that, she's gone. I eventually can't hold them back anymore. I run out of the forest and try to follow where she once went to flee. I stumble across the roughs of downtown Toronto, trying to keep my eyes open for Spreaders, and her. I continue to run through the abandoned streets and search every alley. I stumble across quite a few Spreaders in each alley, but no Bryanna. Where did she go? Is she okay? Man, I hope so. My heart continues to race to the thought of her being dead, and I start to get a little sweaty due to the fact that I'm running as fast as I can to find her. I then see a trail of dripped blood amongst the paved road. It's still pretty fresh looking. I follow the trail to then find a dumpster with a Spreader in it. It looks like, that Emad kid. I didn't really know him, but he hurt Bryanna. He was holding a knife covered in blood, and my first thought and worry was focused on one reason. Bryanna!
I closed the dumpster and scan my surroundings even more. I know she's close, I can feel it. I see a flash of a body in the corner of my eye as I ran past one alley. It takes me a moment to fully process what it was. I run back towards where I saw the body and I found her. Bryanna, laying there on the ground bleeding out of her neck. Someone slit her throat. Emad. I check her pulse to see if she's even still alive. I feel a very faint beat, but she's still alive. I need to stop the bleeding. Now! I frantically look for something that'll work. An idea popped into my head. I removed my white hoodie and tied it around her neck. The blood quickly absorbed into the white cotton leaving less and less time to save her. I then grab her black sweater from her backpack, and place it on top. Don't die. Don't die. Don't die. My grey t-shirt was now stained with blood too, but that didn't matter. I couldn't loose her. She doesn't know this, but I really really like her. Well, to be honest, I love her. She knows that I like her, but I need her to survive so I can tell Bryanna myself. The thought of her dying must've gotten to my head because I suddenly heard familiar voices approaching the dead end. Ryan, Shawn, Caroline, Halley, Eirelyn, and Dylan. No. It can't be. "Help!!" I yell. "Over here!" I yell even louder. "Don't die on me Bryanna." I tell her.
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The End~Book Two
Science FictionA group of friends continue to face the end of the world they once knew. With everything after them, they struggle to stay alive. Who will die? Is there going to ever be a cure? What will happen to them?
