12.07.04- original story began
8.1.12- revamp
AN: I always meant for this story to get more written, but somehow it got waylaid under piles of other ones. So here it is, the revamped version.
AN2: I know this chapter is very short, but it's a lot longer than the original one, so yay!
Summary: A murderer is after them, but the biggest worry is whether or not they'll kill each other first.
There was a crash as something fell and broke into several tiny pieces from the figure lumbering forward. Falling into the wall, then the mantel and finally the door. There a streak of blood followed on a downward path, following the hand reaching out to support the body but failing.
A muffled thump as the body fell to the floor. The room around it spun and then spun the other way. Nausea joined the dizziness. The image grew unfocused and then the edges started fading, moving in to a single point in the center. Narrowing until all that was left was a sliver of a view and no matter how much fighting in the opposite, it wouldn't grow again.
Heaving gasps and pained groans died off to shallow breaths, unable to get enough oxygen but not doing anything with it when it entered the body except make the blood run faster.
There were feet pounding the wooden hallway just beyond the door. Sirens ran in the distance. The door broke and shattered. The shards landed on the prone body but none of them were felt. Sound was slowly decaying as well. The narrowed vision got darker, but able to see a shape above it, moving, and felt hands on the shoulders. Words, unrecognizable and unimportant were screamed. Not even a muscle twitched in response.
Then everything shut off completely, no more vision, no more sound, no more touch. All there was was a blank slate where even thoughts didn't go. Then it was official, life was ending. The last breath was exhaled.