All Alone

One By One

After day four of just sitting there they take another one of us. Now it's just me and John. I move closer to him and lay my head on his shoulder. He then rests his head on my head. I can't believe that- oh no. Shawn is walking towards me. He gives me a sympathetic look as he grabs my Johns ankles and drags him into the back room. I'm screaming and so is John, but it's like no one can hear us. I sit an cry and scream as I watch him drag the only good thing left in the world away. I'm alone. I'm scared. It's like, I don't even know anymore. Then the door opens and Shawn steps out. I look away but he comes closer and sits down in front of me. He leans in and I wiggle, trying to move away from him but he leans closer and now I'm nervous. I wiggle violently but no use. He then says, "Shh! I'm not gonna hurt you." He leans in again and this time I let him. I close my eyes not knowing what to expect but to my suprise, he takes my gag out. "Listen, your friends, all of them, they're still alive. And if you wanna keep them that way, you need to listen very closely. Alyssa, she doesn't have that long. Grace, she should be fine for a couple more days. And John, he's ok." I feel better. Kind of. What happened to Alyssa? "Tonight I'll take care of Josh, and you guys can leave." I hope he knows what he's doing. That night I waited, and waited, then finally Shawn stepped through the door, hands stained with blood. "You're gonna be ok now." He untied me and took my gag out. "Your friends are over by the sinks." I nod and run through the door, to find Alyssa covered in blood, head to toe, curled up in the fetal position. I run over and kneel beside her. "Are you ok? What happened?" She doesn't move. Something bad must've happened.