Killing Spree

#6

//Tracy//

Simon was the first one to respond as I ran into the plane, thinking that I was there to finish my 'job' on Angie, but all I did was throw the pictures on the ground telling everyone to look. They all grabbed a photo except Nick since he was still out of it.

They carefully picked up the photos that were sprawled on the ground, and almost simultaneously their mouth dropped.

In each photo were pictures of Imani's condition, and from what they were looking at it wasn't good. For her eyes were swollen shut, her clothes her shredded to practically nothing, patches of her skin were missing, along with deep open wounds.

When they looked up at me all you could see was pity, and I hated it, I can't stand that look when the look at you like you're going to break any minute. And most cases it bothers me more than it does now, since I really never feel like I'm going to break down, like I'm going to shatter into a million pieces and cry. But at this moment I do, I want to, and as if on que, from the mixture of hate, sorrow, and a lack of strength to do what needs to be done, I fall.

Tears rush down my face as I look at the images that are being reflected to me. The pain that swells in my heart is agonizing - I would never want to wish it upon another being. I sit bewildered at the sight, my sister being tortured.

And I am stuck here, able to do nothing at all. All I can do is imagine her screams passing through my sensitive ears as the woman in black slashes at her slim stomach. The red that gushes out of her spews onto the floor in a heaping glob.

As she struggles at the chains and begs for mercy as much as she can through the continuous screeches she lets out. The woman in black goes on and on cutting into her flesh, and it seems as the screams are getting louder.

But the part that bothers me most is that fact that, that I know that witch is laughing. Like she finds this as some type of amusement and it sickens me. My blood now boiling, I look over to my friends who have the same horrified expression I do and I spit

"Do you see this? I don't know about you but it is upsetting to watch this happen. So how about we find this lady and teach her a lesson she won't soon forget,"

Standing up looming over every last one of them, looking them in the eye as I did so, I walked back to look at all of them with a stern and firm look, and a smirk crawling at the corners of my lips I proudly questioned,

"So who's with me?"

//Angie//

I look at the pictures in front of me and I can't believe that this is what my actions have causes, that in the process I endangered by family. Anger boils it the pit of my stomach, and builds more and more until I hear Tracy speak, she was right I'm tired of being scared, I'm tired of our friends and family being hurt, and I'm sick and tired of others paying for my mistakes.

"I know this doesn't mean much to you right now, but I'm with you."

Tracy looks at me with disgust in her face at first but once she comes to terms that I am trying to make up for what I've done she gives me a neutral face and nods her head. I return the gesture and look towards everyone else as they decide whether their in or not.

Lilly looks like she's beyond scared, going back and forth between herself in her head whether she would rather die in the hands of an assassin or die fighting. Simon was going through the same struggle, he could not decide which death would be better, while also wondering would it even been worth it considering he will most likely die either way.

Tracy looked down at them and asked "Well, what shall it be?"

Lilly looked up frightened but also fed up, "I'm in."

Now all three of us were looking at Simon, he let out a long sigh before dropping his head "Fine, I'll join you."

We all smiled satisfied with each others answers, we did so in silence. As the silence passed throughout the plane it suddenly hit me

"So how exactly are we going to find her, and what will we do when we find her?"

As I asked Lilly raised her hand as if she was in a classroom, we look at her kind of funny for a minute until Tracy nods for her to speak.

"Ok, so Tracy when you got the photos were they developed, if not how long did it take them to?"

Tracy looked up the the ceiling of the plane trying to recall the information to Lilly's question.

"They weren't developed yet, and I wasn't able to see a picture until a few seconds after the lady left."

Lilly nodded "Perfect."

We all looked at her, basically asking 'what do you mean perfect."

"Well when I was in photography and we had to use Polaroid cameras he first thing we learned is that in the ideal temperature of 70 degrees, the picture should only take 10 minutes to develop."

As she mentioned the temperature a question rose to mind "So if it's warmer than 70 degrees what will happen."

"The picture should appear faster."

I smiled "Even better since the average temperature in here is 80 degrees."

Tracy spoke soon spoke up after my comment "So you're telling me that this lady is no more than 10 minutes away from where we currently stand?"

Lilly nodded "That's exactly what I'm saying."

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