what happens? // one direction

Chapter Nineteen.

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*Danielle's POV*

"Liam, where-where are we?" I stammered, as we wandered down the long, dark hallway, not a clue at where we were.

"I'm not sure, Dani, but hopefully there's a way out down this way," Liam said, lightly tugging on my hand in his while we walked on the creaky floorboards, trying our hardest to keep quiet so the man wouldn't find us.

"What about the others? We can't leave without them, Leeyum," I whimpered, a tear rolling down my cheek.

He suddenly stopped and let go of my hand, and turned to face me, cupping my face with his hands. "Listen to me, Dani. I promise you, we will get out of here. I am not going to let him hurt you anymore. I promise, baby," he murmured, leaning in to quickly press his slightly chapped lips to mine.

"I love you, Liam," I whispered, wiping the wetness away from my cheeks.

"I love you too, Danielle. Come on, we're getting out of here," he said, entwining our hands together once more before leading us even further and further down the hallway.

We continued down the hallway for a few minutes, when we hit a dead end, the only thing in front of us a door at the end of the hall.

"Do you think that door leads us out?" I asked, referring to the only way out of the hall that sat in front of us.

He shrugged. "Maybe. Let's hope so." He then reached out his free hand towards the door, grabbing the knob and slowly pushing the door open..

"Wait! What if there's something in there?" I yell-whispered, my heart racing unsteadily as I held Liam's arm still so that he couldn't open the door.

He sighed. "It may be our only way out. We have no choice, baby."

I slowly nodded, and let go of his arm, allowing him to open the door now and look inside.

We took a step in, unable to see a thing, since the room was pitch black, with no lights on whatsoever.

"Is there a light switch on a wall anywhere?" I whispered shakily, gripping tighter onto Liam's hand for support.

"Uhm,.." he mumbled, leading me further into the darkness, before a bright light suddenly illuminated the room.

I then took one look around the large room, my stomach falling to the floor at what I saw.

"Oh my god," I choked, throwing my hands up in front of my mouth as I felt my insides churning from what lay in front of me.

Three of my best friends were laying dead in the front of me, each in different terrifying conditions. They all lay in a pile on the floor, the aroma of decaying flesh filling the room, while a gazillion maggots covered their entire bodies. It was absolutely horrid to see.

A familiar head of long, blonde waves lay at the bottom of the pile, dried blood stained on her neck and chest. Sam. Her eyes were open, showing only a grey color, her pupils rolled into the back of her head. Maggots were covering every inch of her flesh, which was pale and black, decaying more and more as each second passed by.

On top of Sam was a long black head of hair, a knife wound placed on her chest directly next to her heart. Carina. Blood was still slowly seeping out of her unmoving chest, maggots entering and leaving her body as they feasted on her decaying flesh and organs. Her dull brown orbs were open, staring deadly straight ahead.

Last on top of the pile was the one I had watched die right in front of me, the one who I had loved as a brother, family, a best friend..Louis. He was left just as he was when I had last seen him. His body was still completely crisped, his flesh coming off in tiny bits as it decayed slowly. Maggots were wandering freely over his body as the others, as they searched for their food from his lifeless body.

Tears ran down my cheeks as my legs turned to jello, my breath becoming hitched in the back of my throat. My sight became blurry, and my head began to pound ferociously. I felt myself slipping, just as I collapsed to the ground. The last thing I remember before I faded into the darkness was looking into a familiar pair of chocolate brown orbs..

*Kristel's POV*

I had been walking down the same lone road for what seemed like forever now, as I got weaker and weaker as each second ticked by. I could feel myself slipping, as my head began to spin.

A car then drove down the road towards me, the first car that drove past ever since I've been walking. It came closer as each moment passed, the figure inside becoming seeable.

I weakly waved my hands up in the air, making sure I caught the persons attention. "Help,..please! Help me!" I yell-whispered, just as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, and my legs collapsed underneath me.

I drifted into sleep as an unfamiliar voice sounded from near me-hopefully help..

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I woke up to be in a bright white room, machines beeping at a steady pace next to the uncomfortable bed that I lay on. I looked out the doorway, to see people in scrubs walking past with clipboards tucked in their arms.

Where..where was I?

Am I in a hospital?

No, it's impossible..how could I be?

The last thing I remember was watching Zayn going back in the house for the others, and walking away to find help..

A knock brought me out of my thoughts, a mid-aged nurse appearing in the room doorway. "You're finally up. How are you feeling?" the woman walked to my side, a small caring smile plastered on her face.

"Umm..Where are the others? Why am I here?" I asked dryly, ignoring her question. My throat was dry and rough, and there were needles sticking out of both of my arms.

She sighed slightly. "Sweetheart, you were found walking around on a road not too far from here by a kind lady. You passed out, because you were terribly dehydrated. Do you know what happened to you?"

"I..," I began, but my heart rate sped up incredibly as the thought of Zayn and the others being alone with the man, still stuck in that nightmare ran through my head. "You need to help them, please! They're still in there with that crazy man! Please he's going to kill them! You need to help them!" I cried, tears running down my cheeks. I tried to sit up and get out of my bed so that I could help them, but the nurse held me down onto the uncomfortable furniture.

"You need to calm down, honey. Just tell me what happened. Then we can help them, okay?" she reassured me, but I didn't calm down.

Another nurse then came in, a needle with some type of fluid in it in her hands. "I brought this incase. Do you need it?"

"Yeah, she's going into shock. She needs more rest. Inject it," the nurse holding me down ordered the other one, who came over to my side and plunged the needle into my arm, causing me to let out a tiny yelp as she pushed the clear fluid into my arm.

I continued to try to get up, but stopped fighting quickly, as a feeling of drowsiness rushed through me.

I fell back onto the pillow, my eyes automatically closing as I faded into black.

"Zayn..." I whispered, just as sleep overtook me.

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