The Aftermath

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 I looked over his shoulder to see something that I did not want to lay my eyes on ever again. I froze in place right there, Christian sensing my discomfort looked at me before following my eyes to a person we all knew. "Oh my god! Claire!" I yelled out as I covered my mouth and turned my head so I was crying into Christian's shoulder. I felt him shake in terror, holding me tightly to try to console me.

For who we saw was our dear friend that couldn't hang out with us the morning this all started. Her name was Claire, she was nice to everyone in the entire school, but because she lived closer to us she hung out with us more. The nice girl we all knew was dangling off of the ceiling with a rope around her throat. Blood was pouring out of every crevice in her body, making sure to tell us all she has been through.

"We have to go and try to find Emily and Jackson." I ignored him staring at Claire, tears pouring out of my blank eyes. "Jessie, come on staring at her will only make you feel worse, we have to go!" He lifted me up bridal style, carrying me past Claire and walking out of the door, down the hall with me laying there, feeling broken in his arms.

3rd Person POV....

"Did you try the room down the hall?" Emily asked,

"Yes! I have tried every goddamn room in this entire floor! What are we-" Jackson was interrupted by a faint,

"You haven't tried every room!" They both looked to see Christian carrying a limp Jessica in his arms, her eyes wide open with a blank expression on her face. Jackson leapt towards Jessica and quickly grabbed her, he then set her down, glaring at Christian the whole time.

Back to 1st....

I was currently laying on the floor, unable to move my body for fear it might break, from the pain and from my soul giving up. Emily rushed towards me and Jackson was in front of me standing in a possessive stance, glaring at Christian. Emily took one glance at me and seeing the pain in my eyes she turned to Christian glaring at him just like Jackson was.

"What did you do to her?! Why is she bruised up and bleeding like this?!" I knew the look that they were sharing and it was not a good one. The look of death was across their faces, they were going to kill him! Realizing that, I mustered up all of the strength I had left to grab the bottom of Jackson's jeans, tugging slightly.

"He was under some type of spell, the real him would never hurt me." I could barely speak but they both heard it. Hearing me they whipped their head around and bent down,

"Are you ok? Jessica what happened?" I didn't say anything I just looked up smiled a weak smile, assuring them that I was ok. I did not want to make things worse, so I didn't tell them about Claire. Wanting Christian to not tell them either I looked at him and slightly shook my head, he understood nodding back to me. I wanted to change the topic so I decided to go to the cards.

"Did you find the rest of the cards?" They were silent as if hiding something but soon nodded telling me they did, so I just ignored it. I grabbed Emily's and mine, walked to the room with them following me. Christian handed me the one he found from his jacket and Jackson's from his jean pocket. We reached the pedestal and before I placed them down I breathed out a sigh of relief, and trying to cheer myself up I yelled out, "One floor closer to getting out of this hell hole! Let's go!" I placed them all down in the order of how we found them. First was mine, then Emily's, Christian's and Jackson's. The door that Lika left out of unlocked and opened we walked out to a room that wasn't as dull as the room we just came out of. No everything in there was well, let's just say.... everything was really complicated.

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