There was a yell of effort from the other man and then a loud bang. I screamed and backed away to the wall, tears soaking my cheeks and pure terror strangled me. I needed to get away, needed to run! I couldn't move, I couldn't move. They rushed it and then stopped a few feet away from me. I willed myself to stop crying but I couldn't. Tim crouched down. "Rainn?" He asked softly. I refused to look up at him. I could barely breathe. The other man put a hand behind his head. "Is this her?" He asked. "Of course it is, Brian, don't be a shit brain!" Tim said harshly back.
Tim reached out to touch me but I slapped his hand away and screamed, in the all-too-familiar nightmarish haze. "Don't fucking touch me!" He pulled his hand away quickly and got up. The nightmare feeling ended. "Rainn you have to come with us. Please. You're not safe here...You'll hurt yourself. Please... Come with us." Brain said softly. I shook my head. "It'll kill me if I do!" I whispered, still not letting them see my face. "What will?" Tim asked. I looked up at them. As soon as they saw my unnatural eyes and the blood on my hoodie they looked at each other and then back at me.
"Rainn. You are coming with us. You...You can't stay here!" Tim said, trying to sound firm but losing his confidence. They both reached down and grabbed me.
Haze.
"Let me fucking go!" I screamed in the voice of a devil. They kept a firm grip, Brian holding my feet, Tim holding my arms. I flailed wildly, trying to break free. "FUCK OFF! LET ME GO!" I screamed in the voice that was no longer only in my head. I kicked my legs frantically, we were going down the stairs now. Brain slipped a step and lost his grip. I yanked my body downward, the haze overpowering, and Tim lost his grip, stumbling, grasping the handrail to keep himself from falling. I ran down the stairs in a mad dash. Brain grabbed my ankle and I tripped, landing on my front. I yanked my foot away and ran again. Tim shouted something to Brian and Brian sprinted ahead of me, blocking the front exit. I wheeled around. Tim was blocking the back exit, his mask slightly off-center.
Storm door.
I ran to the basement door and flung it open, running down the crooked steps. My breath hitched in my throat.
Air. I need air. Keep running!
I got to the door, nearly tripping over the garbage bags that held the melted flesh and bone of my grandmother, and tried to open it. It was so dark I could hardly see the lock until I felt it. I yanked it, the haze growing stronger. I couldn't think! The light flicked on. I turned around and Tim was behind me, Brian on the stairs.
I'm Trapped!
I looked from one to another. Reaching to my right, I grabbed a bag and untied it with unnatural ease. I grabbed it by the end and flung it, splashing pink and brown liquid all over them. Bones were flying, some had dull spots from after the bleach turned to the disgusting fluid. They yelled in disgust. Tim was the most soaked. He removed his mask and wiped some of the dripping juice from his clothes. The stench was horrible, smelling of bleach and rotten meat. There were some random hunks of flesh that had not turned into a liquid state that were scattered around the room.
Haze.
I looked around, not believing that this was real. They were closing in on me, Brian holding a small black handgun, Tim holding a long, slender knife. I kicked frantically, sending droplets of the liquid everywhere. My shoes were soaked, so were my socks. There was a movement; I looked up. I saw Brian bring the gun down on the side of my head and felt an explosion of pain, colors racing across my vision.
Then
Everything
Went
Dark.
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I need to be AWAKE.
But consciousness would not come.
