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The Meaning of Life

 I just stared at Nina. I couldn't believe it. I ran up to hug her. He had her arms open wide when suddenly an explosion of blood came out of her chest. There was a knife going threw her stomach. She stuttered, blood flowing out of her mouth. She then but her hand against my cheek. "Remember me, Annie." The knife got ripped out of her chest and the blade sank threw her stomach as she fell to the floor. "I will, Nina..." I whispered. I looked up, filled with rage, and saw Dzosh in the pig-man costume. He wiped the blood off of his blade. I curled my hands up into fists. But before I could do anything, Dzosh sank back into the darkness. I looked around, but he seemed to disappear into the shadows on the wall. "You may think you can see me, but you can't. The dark is my home. I crawled through the alleys of Bulgaria just to get to my new home in America." Dzosh seemed to be everywhere, his voice echoing off of the walls. "Now, I'm crawling through the darkness to kill you..." I heard somebody run out of the room. I ran to the doorway and saw Dzosh running down the hall with Lucy in his hands.

 I ran after Dzosh, but he was faster then me. I couldn't keep up with him. He kept taking all of the twists and turns and I had trouble seeing him. I took a short cut down a hallway and came face to face with Dzosh. He looked around, and saw that there were no more rooms or shadows he could disappear into. "It's over Dzosh," I said, "give me back Lucy." Dzosh backed up. I slowly stepped forward and noticed the fire sprinkler. That gave me an idea. I dug in my pocket and found a match box. "No..." he said under his breath. I held the match up to the smoke detector and all of a sudden, water started to come from the sprinklers. Dzosh dropped Lucy and pulled his cape back over his head in order to shield himself from the rain. I grabbed Lucy and started running, Dzosh right behind me. "GIVE ME THAT DAMN BABY!" he screamed. I saw a open door down the hall and went inside. Dzosh slipt on the wet floor just in time for me to shut the door close and lock it. The room was pitch black. I felt around a little and eventually found a light switch. When I flipped it on, I saw that everywhere were movable shelves with bottles of medicine and syringes in them. This must be where they keep all of there medicine. I sat down and placed Lucy down on the floor. She was bleeding out of the ears and had a dirt and cuts all over. I flicked my finger and rubbed away some of the wounds before walking around and looking for a telephone. I finally found an old office phone, but it rang before I could lay a finger on it. I looked around and saw there was nobody else in here. I picked it up. "Hello?" There person on the phone just breathed heavily before hanging up. "That was weird," I mumbled. That's when I saw myself in a mirror. My face was bright red and my ear was bleeding. I had a giant scar on my knee, and my thigh was still aching. I grabbed some of the tissue out of the box. As I tried to wipe of the blood, I heard somebody knock on the door. I looked out of the window and saw nobody. Dzosh was nowhere to be seen. That could only mean...

 There was someone in here, with me. 

 I started becoming more and more paranoid. I held Lucy tight and saw a figure in a black heavy rain coat run by. The figure was hiding behind one of the shelves. I rolled the shelf out of the way and saw Mr. Wyatt. He had another syringe in his hand, this time filled with a fumy liquid. His right eye was bright red and he was smiling. Without warning, Wyatt charged at me, trying to grab me. I ran around the room and pushed a shelf filled with bottle of medications. The shelf rolled and collapsed on him. He started cussing and pushed the shelf off of him.

 I was cornered. I held Lucy even tighter and watched as he slowly walked over to me, fingering the syringe. "What's wrong with you?" I asked with a choked up voice. He froze. Then, like Dzosh and Lukas, started to laugh like a maniac. "Ooooh, you'e funny Annie. Let me explain. When Dzosh came back from Bulgaria, he brought with him thousands of euros, all counterfeited by him and his family. He came up to ME, a tired Science teacher, and offered me 200 euros! And all I had to do was kill one of my failing students! It was a win-win!" He began to laugh again. As Mr.Wyatt continued his story, I noticed a shelf right next to me. And on it were rows and rows of syringes. I wrapped my hand around one of the wheels on the bottom of the shelf and slowly pulled it closer to me. "And then I fol-wait. Annie, what the hell are you doi-" I spun the shelf around him and ran up behind it. In surprise, he backed up against the wall and realized he was cornered. I pushed the shelve and watched him scream as the shelf and the rows of syringes punctured his skin.

 "Annie.." he groaned, his voice raspy from the needles that punctured his throat. I unlocked the door and opened it up. Then I looked back at Mr. Wyatt. "Goodnight," I said as I turned off the lights and shut the door.