Thirty-six

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(The night before)

(Star)

~Running~

'I feel like someone's watching me!

Who?

The girl! I see her stab Ramos at the banquet...

Why?

Over and over... she laughs at me. She kicked me in my face!

Why?

She continues to laugh at me. I see her face!

Asian... beautiful... non-threatening...then the blood!

Lots of blood!

I see Ramos face wrench from the impact of the blade! He's crying for help! I tried and failed! I couldn't help my teammate.

His face, the man on the screen! I've seen that face...

Where, why?

That voice... those eyes... that face, that face...

THAT FACE!

He's laughing at me! The Asian woman is laughing at me! They were standing over a lifeless body...

Who?

Ramos? No! The likeness is not similar to that of my fallen comrade. In the darkness, I approached to see who it was. Not female... who? I step closer as their laughter increased, so much so that it was deafening!

I look down at the body lying there. I know who it is! I'd know from anywhere!

"Richard? AWRR!! NO!! RICHARD!" I yelled, grasping my chest, trying to ease the shooting pain that suddenly rushed into my heart, and ran to my husband who was clearly... dead!

Still, they laugh at me.

"Silly girl! Did you think he was going to be safe? Did you think anyone was going to be safe!" I turned to my left, and I saw my friends! ALL OF THEM!!!

"NO! Stop your madness! I screamed as I looked at my deceased friends... my family! Victor, Karen, Garfield... and... and... Raven! I couldn't focus. I looked back at my husband.

"Oh Richard... I'm so sorry. I love you more than you can ever imagine." I said sobbing next to his limp body. Then I heard another giggle. This time it was of a young voice...

Male... sinister!

I looked up and immediately saw a vicious dog. A very lean, muscular American Bully-Pitt Terroir! Growling, snarling, drooling in my face, ready to kill!

"Wha... what's going on?" I pleaded for answers. I recognize this dog! She belongs to Garfield! The little puppy that he rescued by the dumpster at his home! Why does this anonymous being have dominion over this animal?

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