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No bloody way out! Dropping Jackal, Allie scrambled over debris as she ran around the fallen building again. Since when did rabids corner their prey? Sucking in her cheeks she thought hard. No one would have a house in the middle of the woods that did not have an inconspicuous way out… she just needed to find it.
She loped back to Jackal just to find he was not there any longer. Allie growled anxiously and looked for the tell-tale stain of blood that would show that her stupid, stupid partner had headed back inside. When she found it she started running. At least he had not been eaten or whatever, she thought grimly.
Allie found Jackal in a part of the house that bore his scent but no others.
"Jackal?" He groaned. "You imbecile! What the hell are you doing moving when you're already as weak as a… as a frog!" Jackal stopped dragging himself and peered up at her through bleary eyes, annoyed at her analogy, obviously. Allie just glared at him before pulling him up so she supported his weight. "Bloody heavy eejit. Why couldn't you just stay put?" Jackal groaned an answer to her rhetorical question. Allie stared at him. "Excuse me, but I don't understand the language of the dying. Translate?" Jackal lifted a weary head and took in a few raspy gasps of air before replying.
"Escape tunnel… there… otherwise we die. Behind tapestry of bird…" His head fell forward again as he finished his sentence, black hair flopping limply against his forehead as he became a dead weight in Allie's arms. Allie herself stood still for a moment before the information got through to her brain.
"What? You knew that we were going to die this whole time and yet you've only just decided to share that information?" She dropped Jackal in exasperation.
"I have half a mind to just leave you here and go so you can be eaten by the rabids because of that! You have to start trusting me at some point Jackal!" She raved at the unconscious vampire. "Bloody hell," she sighed. "Fine. I'll bring you." If anything Jackal pressed harder into the now-bloody carpet. "You have no choice in this." Allie grabbed Jackal's bare shoulder and dug her nails in, lifting him up so she could slip under Jackal's arm and support him again. "God you're heavy. What are you eating?" She muttered as she limped down the corridor to the paintings. Bird. Where was a tapestry of a bloody bird?
Allie walked down the corridor faster and faster as she looked for the right tapestry. Jackal was a dead weight on her shoulder and she wanted so much to drop him- but she couldn't! He had told her where the exit was, and, for some strange reason that Allie had yet to determine, she needed him. Even if it got her killed she needed to protect him.
Allie's breaths started coming in pants as she stalked through the house slowly, searching for the way out. Every time she looked out a shattered window the rabids were getting closer… closer… closer… and then she was limping past a boarded up window and a scratching sound tore at her ears.
She halted in fear, leg muscles tensing as she saw the gory black claws ripping through the planks of rotten wood like paper. Allie's breath shuddered as she jerked forwards. She heard the sounds of hunting shivering and snarling, growling and groaning, hissing and howling tear through the house. She heard the creaky floors squeal as the rabids got faster and faster… speeding up to a normal pace as the reached the house.
Allie tried to run but couldn- Jackal was limp in her arms and making her slow, making her an easy target. Allie stared at him, blood-tears forming in her eyes. She could only do one thing. Allie lowered Jackal gently to the floor. She took the blood with the nails of her thumbs and gently wiped it on her companions' lips. Maybe that would revive him enough so he could fight his death. Allie stumbled back in tears as she heard the ferocious sounds of the rabids coming closer and closer. She realised what she was doing then- she was giving him up. She was leaving him so she had a chance of living. And he had never left her, even if it looked like they were about to die. Sure, he had tried to kill her, but he had never left her. And she couldn't leave him, Allie realised as the rabids raced to find them. She needed to protect Jackal. She needed to find that passageway! And maybe, Allie realised as she gazed at the rugs' pattern, she already had. Rolling Jackal off the woven carpet, she lifted it up and grinned as she saw the trapdoor beneath. Sliding along the floor and lifting the dead-bolt, Allie dragged Jackal along the floor. Heaving up the heavy metal square, Allie pushed Jackal in and got ready to fall in herself.
Then she felt the piercing in her flesh. Head whipping around, Allie gazed into the frenzied eyes of the rabid pulling her out from under the rug. She felt her nails give way, breaking, causing more blood to drip from them as she was slowly, irrevocably, pulled towards the waiting jaws of death.
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