I Dreamt of Hope

Chapter 4

After I could tell there was no heartbeat from him my hand raced across my own body looking for the cause of the beeping, one sweep across my torso and I stopped it was smooth warm and wet, finally, I found the source that had my body hocked up to a machine. 

The beeping had ended thankfully. If people were shooting up the building the last thing I needed was for them to know I was alive. I laid there trying to get my proper hearing back, everything was still a bit echoey. After a little while, the shooting seated. I could hear footsteps running, they stopped one person out of breath said 

"They couldn't find her."

 Another man yelled at him to search every room. I didn't know this girl they were looking for but if they were going to search every room I need to look dead. I tried to sit up just the slightest to see if I could actually see my arm. Only by the glow coming from the hallway I was able to carefully push the body off of me, being careful not to have him drag my arm down with him. As his body dropped to the floor it made a noise, I couldn't tell how loud it was but I knew that someone else heard it. I slumped back down and realized my body as best I could, I also tried to slow my breathing down enough to stop breathing altogether when they came in to check the room. I don't remember where I learned to do that, it just felt like instinct. I could then hear echoey footsteps walking into the room I was in, they didn't even care about stepping on the shattered glass. Slowly they walked up. Realizing, of course, I still had the scissors by my side in case anything went wrong I slowly gripped them as they came closer. He seemed to stop to look at me, his comment almost made me want to chuckle.

 "What a bloody mess," he said, I could very much tell he was talking about the look of my torso. 

Once again his footsteps echoed through my head. I thought he was leaving and had lost interest in me but he stopped after a few feet. 

"I found her! But she's dead." He yelled down the hall.

 My heart rate skyrocketed. Another set of steps came running down the hall, they both walked over to me, one slower than the other.

 "See, she's dead. Is she any use to us now?" He asked. 

I gripped the scissors tighter. There was a pause.

"Bring her with us," he said. 

The first man seemed reluctant but he came closer. 

Now was the time is I would figure out if I'm strong enough to fight.