The sirens were getting louder and louder. The question was most likely racing through everyone's mind. What was happening? No one dared to speak though.
They all came to a stop. Peering into darkness, Karkat shoved them all behind a dumpster. "You all better stay the fuck here. Do not make a sound or move." He raced out of the alley, zooming down the sidewalk. The ignorant douchecops couldn't catch them.
Hours of running on aching feet and heavy breathing later, he returned to the dark waiting place. Something seemed off. It gave him a bad feeling. Almost like he shouldn't be here. He had to get his friends though.
He rubbed his arms as he walked over to the dumpster. "Guys? Aradia? Tavros? Sollux? Nepeta?" He called out, but to little avail, no answer. "Kanaya?" He bit his lip. "Terezi? Vriska? Equius? Gamzee?" He paused, sucking in his breath. "Eridan? Feferi? Would one of you answer!"
He was too afraid to move the huge trash can. What happened to them? Why weren't they answering? He couldn't take it. He set his hands on the dumpster, sliding it away. It was so heavy.
He screamed, falling back. Red and orange and yellow. As well as two shades of green. Three shades of blue. He looked away before he could finish noting the stains upon the pavement.
He wiped his eyes, trying to choke back a sob. He stumbled to his feet. His eyes raced around the crime scene before leading right on the street. The traffic was pretty damn heavy. He took quick steps until he was out in the street.
No cars were stopping. How could they? Karkat's eyes were closed and his horns were covered in a black beanie. It would be hard to spot him. He sucked in his breath, hitting the road. His body ached and his clothes stuck to it. What happened?