When the Blood Runs Dry

When the Blood Runs Dry

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Wolfgang looked at the destruction around him, and got up from the ground. He hurriedly limped towards a figure, a dark figure. Rage coursed through his veins, and he limped faster despite the pain in his left knee. The figure just beckoned him closer. Wolfgang was glaring at him until he heard something that made him stop dead in his tracks. "Remember." It came to his ear like a whisper, faint and desperate. He fell to the ground and wept quietly. Suddenly it started to get louder and louder, from whisper to shout, it whirled around him like a tornado of screams and death. He looked up to the shadowy figure and saw a malevolent grin, and he didn't understand. Then he recognized the voice...his sister Amelia, yelling a word that has haunted him for years, a word that could change everything, he just had to.... Remember.
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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