The End
Chapter 8
We all back into each other, standing in a square like formation, back to back. "What do we do?" Night asks starting to panic. "Shoot them, see if that has any effect on them" Joker orders. We each aim at a vent and fire our guns. The gas doesn't stop or slow. In fact I think it comes out 10 times faster. "Well that worked great" Night says sarcastically. "Shit" I hear Rose mumble. "Guys, cover your mouth and nose. It'll make it easier to breathe." I say pulling my scarf tighter. Rose being the only one with a mask that doesn't cover that area of her face, pulls her shirt up over her mouth and nose.
As the gas begins to fill the room, it grows harder to see. Even though my mouth and nose are covered my senses are dulling. the room is almost entirely just a white cloud and my arms are beyond numb from holding up the gun when, finally, I hear one of the doors open. Pounding footsteps fill the room.
I turn to the noise and fire my gun. Something slams into me and another punches me in the stomach. I lift my knee hoping I was being attacked by a guy. A pain filled cry and the reply of "Bitch" confirms my hopes. But his surprise and pain doesn't last long as something hard hits my head, causing warm fluid to run down my face. It flows into my mouth. Blood.
"Why haven't they passed out yet?" A frustrated voice off to my left yells. "They're wearing masks." Another calls "Pull them off!" I hear a large echoing bang, someone hit a metal door.
The person I am fight flings out his hand and grabs my scarf. I blindly fire my gun hoping I hit him. I don't and my scarf falls from my face. I breathe in the air, it feels warm and comforting inside my lungs. My eyes grow heavy. I want to curl up into a ball and... No! I am not going down without a fight.
I fire my gun right in front of me. He yells something I can't understand and hits me again in the stomach. I collapse to the floor. i begin to pull myself up but he kicks me in the face. Ewww, more blood. I try to get up again but I can't. I just can't. Everything hurts and I'm so tired. I lie on the floor and slowly shut my eyes and, finally, for the first time in more than 3 years, I relax.
As the gas begins to fill the room, it grows harder to see. Even though my mouth and nose are covered my senses are dulling. the room is almost entirely just a white cloud and my arms are beyond numb from holding up the gun when, finally, I hear one of the doors open. Pounding footsteps fill the room.
I turn to the noise and fire my gun. Something slams into me and another punches me in the stomach. I lift my knee hoping I was being attacked by a guy. A pain filled cry and the reply of "Bitch" confirms my hopes. But his surprise and pain doesn't last long as something hard hits my head, causing warm fluid to run down my face. It flows into my mouth. Blood.
"Why haven't they passed out yet?" A frustrated voice off to my left yells. "They're wearing masks." Another calls "Pull them off!" I hear a large echoing bang, someone hit a metal door.
The person I am fight flings out his hand and grabs my scarf. I blindly fire my gun hoping I hit him. I don't and my scarf falls from my face. I breathe in the air, it feels warm and comforting inside my lungs. My eyes grow heavy. I want to curl up into a ball and... No! I am not going down without a fight.
I fire my gun right in front of me. He yells something I can't understand and hits me again in the stomach. I collapse to the floor. i begin to pull myself up but he kicks me in the face. Ewww, more blood. I try to get up again but I can't. I just can't. Everything hurts and I'm so tired. I lie on the floor and slowly shut my eyes and, finally, for the first time in more than 3 years, I relax.
Notes
again... dun dun dun. whats gonna happen next? tune in next time to find out.^Killer Kittie out^
will update later
12/14/13