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sky. The night became more suf

e, I would remain petrified like

an as fast as we could, dodging fallen debris from ruined establish

nating against each other. Our breathing was rapid and s

he ground, twisting her ankle in the process. I tried pulling her up, determined to help her

eep laceration, caused by the glass shards that littered the ground. A dark bruise was forming around the wound, and I cou

t, I pulled her body towards an abandoned booth nearby. "Stay here," I s

y hand before I could walk away. I gasped in shock when

id gushes out of her mouth. Her tears and her saliva excessively drooled all over her

I could find help along the way. But how stupid am I to assume that someone was willing to assist us? Even a polic

low through the horde of desperate hum

m me, yet I could feel her fear the most. Her high-pitched tantrum dominated everythi

p when Trixie's face kept flashing in my

I even

my path and ended up emptying the decorated karito

owhere to be found. A bit of hope loosened

r her familiar ringtone near me. The faint sound led me in front

all over her screen. It must be the gooey liquid coming from her mouth.

d. If someone helped her, why would they go inside? An

is musky, so I used my phone to lighten up th

this madness to calm. Little did I know, at the end of th

there was no voice coming out. I wish I was dreaming so I could wake up from this nightmare, but nothing ever hap

nds when I tried to close the huge opening on her abdome

. Her eyes were still open, so

art. She looked at me when I called her

talking, I know she's gonna lose her breath anytime soon.

n my mind, but only one w

ow

thing, so I came closer to

ned face and mouth covered with dark blood. His hand clasps a half-eaten meat-like organ that came from the insides of Trixie. I stand u

an be seen in his eyes. They're just blank white

ould be enough, but nothing seemed to happen to him and that makes me shudder

y hair. This time, he's the one who pushes me against the wall. The forceful impact makes my vision all blurry

king acts like a rabid dog who wants to eat my flesh out. He e

ves. Now, there's no way I could make this through without

I slap, smack, and curse him over and over, but no matter what I do, he nev

his neck with all my might to prevent my face from being mauled

s right now. What I only know is that I won't let any per

sidered a person? Look at his eyes! No

tes through the establishment, cracking the mirrors into spider-web patterns. The al

of his brain spew out at me. My legs begin to tremble. He's not moving anymore