WWE High School

Chapter 70

Wednesday, May 30th 2020

Renee was alone, wandering the streets of Stamford Island, with her phone in her hand and Google maps open to lead her to that infamous address that AJ uttered to Dean over two weeks ago.

Renee feared the worst when she saw that the directions were taking her to the rough part of the island that her and Dean had been to before to meet the psychic and get their future's told but there would be no time for fun like that on this particular trip. The memories of that trip did stick with her though as she progressed along in this one. It was simpler times back then and Renee longed for those days to return.

She knew she shouldn't be there at that time of night but she knew that it was it was something that she needed to do for her friend. Everything, even at night, looked run down and broken. The streetlights didn't work, you could hear screams coming from houses or caravans as you walked past them. There were some people out but Renee didn't dare make eye contact with them or get their attention. It looked as if at any minute something would jump out and take this 14 year old girl away, never to be seen again, but Renee knew in her mind that she was too far in to turn around and walk away.

After a considerable amount of time walking in the dark, terrified for her life, Renee made it to the steps of the house she was looking for. It was a run down house but it didn't look out of place in the area. The windows were smashed in areas and the wood that outlined the front porch was broken and splintered all the way around it.

She put her phone in her bag, put it on silent so that it didn't give her location away to any potential attackers, and pulled out the kitchen knife that she had taken for security.

Renee Young(thought)- "Now is not the time to be scared. You have to do this."

Very slowly, Renee shuffled up the steps in front of the house, along the porch, and up to the door. She was very careful when she started to open to door and did so very slowly. The door creaked louder the further she opened it but she slowly got it open to the point where she could slip into the house, of course with the knife brandished in front of her. She was in a small corridor with three doors at various points. It smelled damp and disgusting because it was just that. With every step, the carpet underneath Renee squelched with the amount of liquid in it, the mystery however was what the liquid was and where it came from but Renee did not want to think about that right now as she walked through it.

She got to the first door, just to her right hand side as she walked in the front door, and slowly turned the handle and opened the door. She looked in and saw nothing there and as a result she closed that door and moved on to the next door. Once again, she slowly pushed the door open and slipped inside, knife pointing forward. There was a table and a chair set up in the middle of the room. Renee walked over to it to inspect what was on the table. It was dark which made it difficult to see exactly what was on it but she was able to make out what it was by taking a closer look at it. She was shocked by what she found, so shocked that she started to walk back away from the table. It was covered in money and small gas canisters, some empty ones and some full ones.

Suddenly, the door behind her was kicked so hard that it flew off its hinges and onto the floor as somebody walked in, pointing a knife at Renee. It made her scream for help and flail her own knife in their direction. She closed her eyes and screamed as loud as she could but after screaming breifly she realised that she had not been attacked and opened her eyes to see the person in the doorway.

It was Dean but it was not the Dean that Renee thought she knew. He held the knife towards her with his right hand.

Renee Young- "Dean?"

Dean Ambrose- "Renee?"

Renee lowered her knife and so did Dean when he saw Renee lowering hers.