A young 14-year-old boy is accused of a murder that took place one night. He has no clue of his name. More trouble will arise as he knows exactly what happened that horrifying night. Strange figures are after him. Why are they after him? And what ki...
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Lexie wakes up in a moving van. It was very dark and hot inside. She could not tell if it was day or night. She tried moving but hit something. What she hit was Sync. He's still out cold. Although, now breathing.
"He's alive," Lexie whispers to herself. Lexie gets up with so much pain. She's now seated. She looks everywhere. (Still dark). She whispered, "Sync, are you awake? Sync?" She pushes him around. She keeps pushing him without saying a word. Sync finally woke. He whispered, "Lexie? Where are we?"
"I think we're in a moving vehicle. Hey, what happened when I lost consciousness in the building?" "You were dehydrated and running out of air. The pulse of your heart... wasn't in normal conditions. I... came in quickly to save you... from the doom trap. Then, someone approached you. He or IT tried to attack you. I managed to knock IT out with the back of the ax you gave me. Oddly enough, I put him close to the entrance of the office. When I did, the bomb stopped the fast ticking. Once the slow ticking started, I dragged you to your motorcycle. Then stepped on the gas. Little did I know, the flames were already behind us."
One more bomb exploded near us. It flew us out and away from the building. That's the last thing I remember. " "Wait if you were the one that took us out then... who was the person next to me? Wasn't that you?" "No it wasn't. What exactly were you looking at?" Both Sync and Lexie turned their backs with fear to find what appeared to be a fresh dead body.
Sync looks closer and the body got up eerily quick. It was a man who looked ever more creepy the more Sync stared. He appeared to be repeating phrases that are not his. "Sir are you alright?" Sync asked. The man faced his eyes towards Sync but still kept with his unsettling words.
Lexie and Sync face back to each other. "Sync, I... I think that was the man that was next to me." "Possibly, but how did you confuse him for me?" "I don't know Sync, but it gets creepier the more I think about it." Sync and Lexie here clanking in the back. Lexie says to Sync, "Check on him. I'm scared he might be planning something sinister."
Sync measures his distance before approaching the man closer. "Hey, what you got there?" The man did not give a proper answer but did give a key phrase. "Fourteen is my favorite number." "And why is that?" The man said another eerie phrase, "Fourteen women and fourteen children." Sync was curious to know what he meant by those phrases.
The man's more terrifying phrase was, "There can only be fourteen children and fourteen women. I'm counting to fourteen. I have to eliminate children first, then women. Children then woman! Children then women!" The man turns to Lexie. He smiles, gets up, and walks towards her. He had such a slouch walk which made it all the more disturbing. "I only see one woman!" he repeats this phrase as he approaches Lexie.
The eerie man aimed a hand drill towards her eye. "OH HELL NO!" Lexie acted fast. She grabbed him by the arm and twisted it behind his back. She then slams him towards the doors of the moving van. "I am done being the victim form now on!" Lexie smacked the man again, causing the doors to open. The man fell hard on the street.
