Writing this is really helping me :')
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We turned around, with the help of the torch Michael made, and we saw several decaying corpses and before we could react they grabbed Courtney and dragged her into the hole in the wall with her emmiting a blood curtling scream. We chased after them with Michael lighting the way but they had dissapeared...and Courtneys screams faded away. Michael dropped to his knees with the torch falling out of his hands. I quickly grabbed the torch, leaned it against the wall and knelt next to Michael who was looking at the floor.
"T-They took her." Michael muttered, I started to rub his back.
"I didn't react fast enough. I let them take her...and I didn't get to tell her how I felt." It was hard to hear the last part since he whispered it.
"W-What do you mean?" I asked as he looked at me, I saw a few tears stream down his face.
"I-I loved her Jasmine. I always wanted to tell her but...now I can't." He looked at me with sadness in his eyes, I've never seen him this way.
"Michael we'll find her and Jeff then we will get out of this hell ok?" He nodded, stood up, grabbed the torch and helped me up. I got the switchbalde out of my pocket and went into the hallway. It was completly dark besides the area that the torch was lighting. I got the swithblade ready incase we ran into trouble.
We walked down the hall slowly with our footsteps echoing through the empty hallway. When we had been walking for a few minutes we heard that insane laughter that we had heard earlier. We turned around and that insane girl with the bloody axe was standing behind us and her laughter was growing in volume.
She then charged at us, swung the axe but she missed us. Before she had turned around Michael dealt a blow to the back of her head and before she could recover I began to stab her over and over again. After a few minutes I stopped, stood up and Michael grabbed the axe from her dead body.
"Why are you taking that?" I asked between breaths.
"Hey I need a weapon to. You can't be the only one here with a weapon ok ms.stabby-stab." I giggled at his remark, he put the axe over his shoulder and we continued to walk.
I hope that we can find them.
