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Chapter 3
Judy, Hanson and Booker yelled for Harry as they retraced their steps to find him. "I don't understand. He was right behind me." Booker peeked over a tombstone to see if Harry had fallen.
"We need to stay together." Hanson suggested as he looked around him for any sign of Harry. "No more walking off."
"Hmmm…stay together…huh?" Judy asked with heavy sarcasm. "That's rich coming from you, Hanson."
"Can I just saying something?" Tom placed his hand on the small of her back.
"No" Judy abruptly protested.
"Jude, I…" He stopped when she spun on her heels and scowled at him. Hanson sighed. "I'm sorry, about the whole key thing."
"Not, now" She turned around and continued to walk. "I'm a little busy trying not to die." She sarcastically added while teetering between fear and anger.
"Did you see that?" Booker squinted his eyes.
"What?" Hanson followed Booker's eye line, but he couldn't see what Booker was looking at.
"That" Dennis quickly turned his head to follow the red dot that cut through the fog.
"Hanson, get down!" Judy yelled when she saw the light, seconds later, gun shots were fired and the three officers ran. They zigzagged through graves and tombstones at top speed while barely dodging bullets.
Tom grabbed Judy by the waist with one arm yanking her down to the ground with him when he dove behind a large tombstone. "Booker!" He yelled as he broke Judy's fall when he landed. "Go-go-go!" He tapped Judy's thigh getting her bear crawl to the entrance to the underground stairs. She stood up and ran down the steps and into the cold, dark, drafty underground room. Hanson and Booker were in arms length of each other as they raced down the stairs. Once their feet hit the ground, Tom turned Judy around. "You okay?"
"Yeah" She nodded while dusting herself off. Fear and worry filled her eyes as she looked at Tom. "Hanson, it's your biggest fear." Water started to pool in her eyes when she realized that his biggest fear hadn't played out in its entirety. "It's not over."
"Baby" Hanson softly added before kissing her temple. "Look at me." He cupped her face as he looked into her eyes. "I'm right here, and I'm not leaving you." A small smile crept up on his face. "Besides, I can't die tonight….we have plans remember?" He playfully reminded her and she smiled.
"Do you hear that?" Booker whispered as they turned their attention to him. "What the…" Dennis inched his way backward when he looked down and saw the sea of snakes that surrounded them. He looked around for a way around them or a way out. "We gotta go back above ground."
"Up there?" Judy pointed. "Did you forget about the maniac that was just shooting at us?"
"He wasn't shooting at us." Booker moved his finger between him and Judy. "He's gunning for Hanson, you and I can go up."
"Dennis!" Judy punched him in the arm.
"I didn't mean it like that." Booker rubbed his arm. "Hanson can stay down here, and we can go up and look for the rest of the group."
"No" Hanson shook his head. "I'm not leaving Judy."
"Me and Judy will come back for you, Hanson" Booker frowned as he walked over to Hanson. "I don't want to get shot by a bullet intended for you."
"Well, I don't want to stay in a snake pit intended for you." A smile graced Hanson's face when he looked down at Booker's feet.
"Aaahhh!" Booker stomped around trying to get the snake that was slowly slithering up his leg off of him. "Get 'em off of me!" He yelled in a panic.
"Nah" Hanson crossed his arms as he watched two more snakes creep up Booker's legs. "Not until I hear an apology."
"Whatever!" Booker continued to dance and stomp around not wanting to touch the snakes.
"I don't think that was an apology." Hanson smiled as he glanced at Judy. "Do you think that was an apology?"
"Hanson, get them off of him." Judy shuddered. "It's not funny, it's creeping me out."
Hanson placed his fingers behind his ear moving his earlobe forward. "I'm waiting"
Booker moved from one side of the room to the other as more snakes surrounded him. "Okay!...I'm sorry…I'm sorry!" He screamed. "Hanson, get these things off me!"
Hanson began to pull the snakes off starting at the ones around Booker's waist, eventually working down to Booker's ankles as more snakes tried to slither up his legs faster than Hanson could peel them off. "Let's go!"
Booker led them back up the stairs cautiously looking for the red dot or any signs of the assassin. "It's clear." Booker announced as he held his hand out to help Judy.
Judy peeked around her shoulder when she stopped feeling the warmth of Hanson's body behind her. "Where is he?" She grabbed on to Booker's shirt stopping him in his tracks. "Where's Hanson?" She let go of Booker as panic and anxiety set in. She rushed back to the tombstone, but she didn't see any sign of him. Dennis pulled her back to him, and she broke free. "I have to find him." She cried while clawing her way back to the entry way behind the tombstone, which was now covered up. She started kicking at Dennis who was pulling her back. "LET ME GO!" She shouted.
"Judy, he's gone." Booker somberly stated while holding onto her. "He's gone…just like the others."
"No" Judy sniffled as reality set in. She felt like she was drowning as her breath became short and her head started to feel light. "He's not gone." A tear fell from her eye. "He said he wouldn't leave me, and he wouldn't….I have to go back."
"We can't" Booker touched her face. "We have to complete this tour, or we won't see any of them again.
"I won't leave him." Judy pushed away from Booker. "I'm sorry, Dennis."
"You have to…it's the only choice we have right now." Dennis wiped the tears from her face. "You really care about him don't you?"
She looked back at the place where she last saw Hanson, before turning her attention back to Dennis. "Let's go." She mournfully agreed.
They walked the distance of the cemetery, ending the tour where they all started as a group of seven, now ending it as a duo. "I thought that if we came back, we'd meet everyone here." Booker looked around as Judy stood with her head down not saying a word. "Judy" He nudged her. "Any ideas?" He asked as he looked around in the opposite direction of where she stood sulking. After a few moments, he turned back in her direction to the sight of her ferociously kicking both of her legs while using both of her hands to try to pull the base of a plastic bag that was pulled over her head off of her as it slowly cut into her neck. Her feet weren't touching the ground and the bag was beginning to fog as it inflated and deflated. Dennis kidney punched the tall Reaper as he held the bag over Judy's head. The velocity of her movements began to slowly decrease as Booker punched, kicked, and attempted to tackle the Reaper. He was making significant progress, but the Reaper still had his grip on Judy as her breath slowed dramatically and her body started going limp. A loud shot rang out causing the Reaper and Judy to come crashing down. Dennis rushed over to Judy, ripping the bag off of her face before looking around to see where the shot came from. The dense fog began to gradually lift and Hanson emerged.
Tom rushed over and knelt down next to Judy who was hyperventilating trying to get air in. "You okay?" He smoothed her hair back. "Jude, slow your breathing." He continued to stroke her hair.
"Where'd you come from?" Booker frowned in confusion.
"I went in the opposite direction when I saw where the red dot was." Hanson explained. "I needed to stay behind you, because I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to her." He looked down at the Reaper who was lying in his pooling blood. "How is he?"
"He's hurt pretty bad." Booker checked his vitals once more. "But, he'll live."
"That's unfortunate." Hanson cut his eyes at the Reaper before looking around. "The fog's starting to lift, I'm going to go back around and re-trace our steps to see if I can find the others." He moved his hand from Judy's temple to her chin as he came face to face with her. "I'm sorry…for everything." He put his forehead to hers.
"I want to go with you." Judy placed her hand over his arm. "Your fear hasn't been realized."
"Trust me when I tell you" He closed his eyes, kissed her forehead and sighed. "It has." Hanson looked at Booker. "Take care of her." Hanson stood up and headed to the car to call for back up and an ambulance before searching the cemetery for his friends. Hanson followed the moaning and muffled cries that became louder as he approached a six foot deep grave that wasn't so hollow. He looked from left to right when he saw a person sitting in one corner of the grave with his knees to his chest. "Penhall?" Tom strained his eyes to make sure it was him, but Doug continued to rock back and forth while moaning. "Penhall!" Hanson raised his voice. "It's Tom, man…snap out of it!"
Penhall looked straight ahead at the tangible darkness not wanting to look up, because he thought he might be hearing voices. "I'm not crazy…I'm not crazy…I'm not crazy." He repeated to himself in a low tone.
"No, Doug" Tom looked around for something to help him pull Doug out. "You're not crazy. Look up here."
Doug slowly tilted his head up. "Hanson!" He excitedly shouted as he got up with rapid motion. "You found me!"
"Yeah, but I don't know if I can get you up here by myself." Hanson continued to look around for something that would work, but he couldn't. "Listen, I'm going to go get some help and then I'll be back." He watched the smile vanish from Doug's face. "Are you going to be okay for a few minutes?"
"Yeah" Doug looked around and hugged himself as he prepared to face his claustrophobia awhile longer. "I mean, what other choice do I have right?" Penhall nervously chuckled.
"Hang in there." Hanson encouraged him as he made a mental note as to where Penhall was. He continued to re-trace their steps. He passed the place where Fuller disappeared and then the place where Sal disappeared. He continued his search until he tripped over Harry's leg and Harry grabbed Hanson's leg causing Tom to jump. "Damn it, Harry!" Hanson snapped. When Ioki didn't reply, Hanson leaned in closer to him. "Harry?" Ioki held his hands out indicating he needed help getting up. "Harry?" Hanson helped him up when he realized Harry couldn't hear him. He waved his hand in front of Harry's eyes and when he didn't respond. He realized Ioki couldn't see either. Hanson linked his arm around Harry's continuing his search for Fuller and Sal. They walked the entire cemetery until they met Booker and Judy again at the entrance. Hanson helped Ioki to the ambulance telling the EMT what happened. He located a fireman and told him where Doug was before going over to Booker and Judy. "I couldn't find Sal or Fuller."
"What are their biggest fears?" Booker massaged the arm that he fell on when he tackled the Reaper.
Hanson ran his fingers through his hair. "I don't know."
