Chapter 11

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+18 Minor Gore and Cursing

Doctor Little came in to check on Rebecca.Where's Rebecca? "Rebecca?" He asked looking around. She was gone. Doctor Little ran out of the room and pulled the alarm. Violet jumped at the sudden alarm going off, Carl was confused and Brutus was scared. Who could've possibly escaped? They all thought. Violet felt her leg burn. Damnit! She looked down at her leg, there was blood bleeding through her stocking. "Mother of all things!" She yelped. But when she opened her eyes, but when she looked up she didn't see the site of a doctor... She saw the site of a little girl with her head with a big gap in it, as if she had cracked her head open... Violet screamed she quickly got up and ran. What the hell!?

Violet stopped in front of Carl's room. Maybe he could help? She thought about it and then decided. She pressed the button to open the door. She enter the room to Carl trying to wiggle his way out of his straight jacket. "Carl..." She mumbled. Carl looked back at Violet and smiled. "Hi pretty lady!" He was happy to see her. Very happy. "Who was that girl?" Violet asked stepping forward. "What girl?" He asked tilting his head. "Who the hell was that girl with the big gap in her head?!" She yelled, Carl stopped trying to wiggling out of his jacket. He paused. "Ohhhhhhhh you mean Lily!" He nodded his head towards the bear stuffed animal. "She cut your leg right?" He asked stepping forward. "How did you- That's not the point! How is she alive!?" Carl smiled. "She isn't."

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