Chapter 7

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Amy gets scared when she sees the brunette sitting on the floor. The room is completely black except for the smoke alarm light. The room was big enough to hold seven people, maybe eight. Big enough for them. Cynthia runs to Amy where her eyes grow bigger when she also sees Beca sitting on the floor. She's on her knees with her head down, covered in blood. Her brown hair wavy over her shoulder, now colored dark red. Her hands shaking. With one hand her machete and in the other it looked like an organ of the body in front of her. The other girls joined in and Stacie used the flashlight on her phone to light up the room. Beca looked at the blood all over her, looked at the body in front of her... it wasn't just anybody...a dark blue shirt with dark pants. The light from the flashlight reflected the glasses the boy was wearing.

"B-Beca?" Chloe asked softly as she looked at the brunette. She lifted her head slowly as she made contact with the others, her eyes seemed to have the faint glow.

"Is she okay?" Stacie almost cried next to Aubrey as they watched the brunette.

"I..." was all she whispered as she made contact with everyone.

"It speaks! ZE IS OKEY" shouted Amy in joy as she looks around the room. Together with Cynthia she walks to the body on the floor and drags it away.

"B-Beca...?" Chloe asked again as she gently walked forward.

Beca's glowing eyes looked at Chloe's crystal blue eyes. The glow slowly disappeared into Beca's eyes and changed back to the brunette's normal steel blue color. Tears grabbed slowly to the corners of the brunette's eyes, which she shot forward, embracing Chloe firmly. Her tears flowed freely as her blood gripped the soaked figure of Chloe firmly.

"He..."

"shh... it's all right..." Chloe got up slowly with Beca in her arms.

"come on... we're gonna freshen you up."

Chloe smiled softly as she retreated to look her in the eyes

Beca nodded as she looked back at the entrance of the room, and slowly started to walk out of the room.

"You two, make this room as clean as possible," says Chloe to Aubrey and Stacie before chasing Beca.

The room was largely cleaned, along with the store. Amy and Cynthia had both carried the people's bodies to the front road and threw them over the edge of the highway so that they hit the road underneath. The sun had set ebb and tide the moon began to shine above their heads. Stacie and Aubrey had turned on the backup generator and threw a tarp over it to shield it as well as possible, not that it did much. the sound of the generator made a huge problem, but they had said they would only last a good hour so they could see what they were doing until it was time to hit the hay and lie down for the night.

"Are you okay?"

Chloe asked from her place next to Beca in the bathroom. She let the sponge run down the brunette's neck while she dipped it in a bucket underneath them. The sink had just enough water to fill a bucket that Amy had found in the back while throwing the body away.

"I - I think..."

Beca understood as she tilted her head to the side, giving the ginger better access to her neck. She didn't know what she was right now... It all hurt her too much to even think about it. What actually happened...? She closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall.

Beca listened as the screaming filled her ears. She just dodged a bullet from a gun that shot the man in the room.

"Dude, chill out!" She yelled at him.

"Fuck off!" He yelled back while he fired another shot with the gun.

Beca was hiding behind the wall next door. Her eyes wide open as she held the machete firmly in her hand. "Knock it off!" She hissed back to him.

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