I move over towards the left where the jocks are pushing through a few of their newly transformed friends. The beast focuses on me, as I stare at it, trying to find a way to get to Mitchie safely. But then, from the corner of my eye, I spy Harper, standing up,

eyeing the brunette herself.

"Please, this is not real," I heard Mitchie whisper, as she dropped her feather duster.

"Hey stupid!" I yelled towards my friend, as Harper exposed her evil grin to me. Her eyes seemed bloodshot as she limped my way. She didn't seem hurt, or for that matter, stable enough to be a convict or whatever her costume was. And finally as if the werewolf was waiting for my guard to go down, he lunged at me, claws forward and teeth ready to knawel down at the first sight of flesh.

"Dude!" One boy yelled from behind me, as I placed my hands close to my face in a defensive pose, exposing the tips of my fingers to the beast. And as if by magic, or by magic shall I say, a small force field was setup between me and the animal, as the werewolf rammed into it, twisting its neck a bit. The power that came from my hands were minimal, but whatever was the case, I didn't have time to think about anything. Mitchie was still in the corner, hoping this moment wasn't real, but I had to watch as Harper ran over to me, with her eyes thirsty for blood. She rose a knife that I had no idea she had before, as she charged my way, getting ready to cut through my stomach if she had a chance. I quickly did one of my best moves on the girl, naturally this time. I quickly held her right wrist with the knife, shoved my other hand against her shoulder, and kicked her feet from under her as she began falling face forward. I watched as the knife slid, before I ran over towards Mitchie.

"Come on, lets get out of this place." I reached for the girl's hand, but as if I was controlled by someone else, I froze where I was. The girl dressed as Flash was still by the door, crying louder because it wouldn't open.

"This isn't real," Mitchie shook her head as I snapped out of my trans and slid my fingers into hers. If I had time to cherish the moment, I'd be able to notice how smooth her hands were, and how warm this contact made me. I pulled Mitchie out of the living room and over near some stairs, which lead either up or down.

"HOLY SHIT!" One jock screamed, moving past the werewolf, jailer Harper, and a few girls who were now actual large bunnies, and the flash girl. His eyes locked with mine. "Is she a normal maid girl?" He asked shakily.

"What?" I rose my eyebrow as the boy pushed past us.

"Not only is shit going crazy in here, we've got either some dead people outside walking, or they're really zombies!" The boy was in a panic, as if he'd seen a ghost.

"Alex please let me go." Mitchie had pleaded with me. I was holding onto her, not wanting to let her go into the Chaos. It seemed as if no one remotely as crazy as werewolf boy wanted to venture from the living space.

"Come on, we have to go either upstairs or down," I told Mitchie as her dark brown eyes seemed to grow darker.

"Hell, I'm going downstairs," the boy next to us shouted out loud, leaving us on the landing as he ran. I had to make a decision, go up, or go down. Mitchie wasn't in the position to choose, she was shaking in my arms.

"It'll be okay," I told her, not really knowing how this normal party could actually turn into something like this. I felt Mitchie give me a reassuring squeeze as the Flash girl was spotted by werewolf boy. Her scream was piercing the air as if needles were stabbing her. I slid my fingers from Mitchie's, running the small steps to the Flash girl.

"Come with me," I told the girl as she shook her head. She was still desperately trying to head outside. "Don't be stupid, we have to find another way out." As I tried to get the girl to follow me, I heard a scream from the living room we once left. But I had no time to investigate as werewolf boy lunged at me for a second time. This time he dodged to the left, and then to the right, before leaping into the air. All I could see was the goo dripping from his teeth. I held onto the Flash girl, and tugged her over with me to Mitchie. The werewolf slammed into the door and faced us all. Now was no time to stall, the stairs were our only option.

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