Amelia touched the soft material of a T-shirt that was falling apart under her hand. She kept feeling and felt nothing but fabric. "I don't believe it," she murmured.
"What is it?" cried Jacob.
"These are just old clothes," Amelia replied. «Really old. They stink."
"So it's not Nick?", Veronica asked, giving a relieved sigh. "Then where is he?"
"How should I know?" said Jacob. "But we must find him. He has the lighter."
"Then let's go," Veronica said.
"And go where?" Amelia replied. She was surprised how calm she sounded. "We have no light."
"There! I see something," whispered Veronica in a shaky voice.
Amelia looked into the darkness with her eyes narrowed. There was indeed a faint glow. It shone on the walls of the tunnel.
"The light looks red," Amelia remarked.
Breathlessly, they watched as the stain on the wall grew lighter. And redder.
"Do you think this mist glows in the dark?" Jacob asked.
Amelia crawled back on the floor until she hit the wall of the tunnel. She pressed her back against it - and waited. Suddenly, the reddish glow became brighter. And flickered. Like the flame of a torch.
The next moment, Nick appeared from behind the bend in the tunnel and came rushing towards her from the darkness. His eyes were wild and his clothes covered with blackish spots.
They were drenched in blood.
Amelia felt all the color draining from her face in terror. Her lower jaw dropped. What had happened to him?
Nick jumped over the pile of old clothes and then stopped so abruptly that he almost fell. Veronica ran up to him and hugged him with relief.
"Oh, Nick!" she cried. "I can't believe it's you! You are alive! You..." she retreated in disgust. "You're covered in blood!"
"Are you hurt?" Amelia asked.
"It's not my blood," he gasped.
"Then whose is it?" Jacob asked.
Nick sent between two frantic breaths. "Tom's."
"What happened?" Jacob asked.
"You saw what happened. Whatever that thing is we let out... it took him." His face distorted in pain. Sadness filled Amelia when she saw him like that. Nick was no longer the hooligan who provoked everyone and everything. After seeing his best friend killed, he was now terrified.
*I can't take this anymore,* she thought. *We're all on edge.*
Nick's serious voice ripped her from her thoughts. "As this mist floated through the hall, it kept hurling Tom against the walls. I grabbed his legs, but the thing just dragged me along. And suddenly it grabbed me. It really grabbed me. I had to let go of Tom. Then... then he stopped screaming. I couldn't catch up with him."
"Oh, Nick," Veronica sighed compassionately.
"He is dead," Nick said softly. "And that scary thing killed him."
No one said anything.
Amelia stared at the torch and felt her breath normalize. She could see again. Despite the dark tunnels around her, she relaxed. As long as she had a little light, she could think too.
"This can't be true," Veronica said softly.
"Can I tell you something, sweetheart?" growled Nick. "It is true. And we better think of something fast. Because the thing that killed Tom is gonna come after us next."
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