Chapter 11

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To Mel and Wade

Wade is being pulled across the ground of a wax building by his legs. The man lifts him as if he was nothing and puts him on a metal table. Wade groans and opens his eyes. The man pays Wade no mind as he gets everything ready.

Mel leans against a building and pants. 

It's only been a few minutes since she ran from Bo

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It's only been a few minutes since she ran from Bo. She needs to get the fuck out of this town and find Nick. He would know what to do, even with a fucked up situation like this. Then she'll figure out how to get her brother back.

Wade is slowly looking around the room, groaning, as the man cuts the middle of his shirt. Mel got him this shirt for Christmas. It was his favorite and this asshole is ruining it. The man rips the rest of the shirt before grabbing a needle. He sticks it in Wade's side causing him to groan loudly. The man looks up when he hears footsteps and recognizes them as Bo's.

"Freak! Where are you?" Bo snaps, walking into the room. "There you are. Leave this one for now and go to the campsite. Kill them and come back. I'm going after the pretty brunette one."

Bo smirks and the other man starts making some noises.

"No! Use the stupid numbing stuff and leave!" Bo yells.

The man puts down the needle since he just numbed Wade and stands up. He grabs his normal weapons, his knives, and leaves the room. Bo walks over and grabs Wade's face, forcing Wade to look at him.

"Your pretty little sister...She will be mine..." Bo growls.

Wade tries to move but the numbing agent is already going into effect. All Wade can do is mumble which Bo laughs at. Wade will find a way out of here and he will kill this motherfucker.

Mel glances around the road before running into the street. She looks left before looking right. She can go to the movie theater, gas station or the church. She definitely ain't going into the gas station. She knows someone is at the church! She ruined a funeral for fucks sake. She runs directly to the church.

She pushes open the door.

"Help! Please, someone!" She screams. "Please!"

No one in the room answers her. Everything...Everything looks exactly the same as they did when they went in there the first time. She raises an eyebrow and walks forward slowly. The priest is still giving the look he did before, not moving. She looks at all the people sitting in the pews. They look lifeless.

She reaches out and gently touches one man's face to feel...Wax?

Wax?

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