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Warning: This chapter contains minor character death.
Chapter Four: Platner
Andrea hasn't left the room since she hacked off Platner's arm. The door is still open, my eyes have adjusted to light by now. Platner's face is stained with the tears he's shed, course, if someone chopped off my hand then arm, I'd probably cry. Alex hasn't made a peep. I think she's in too much shock. I'm going through a little shock myself.
"Oh god Andrea! How could you do this to me?" Andrea throws away the bone from his arm. It hits me in the face. Eek. Andrea lunges at Platner.
"How could you sell me out when you said you were like my father! Some father! You're a fucking coward! How could you let me rot in that hell hole!" She starts pounding on his chest while screaming "how could you do this to me," then she grabs his wounded arm and sticks her fingers inside. It makes an odd squishing noise. Platner yells like a wounded banshee.
"Andrea!" Alex finally speaks up. Andrea looks up at her. "Please, look I'm sorry about what happened to you, but its not Platner's fault. Nor mine, or Olivia's. Please, you know you don't want to do this. Just let us go!" I look back at Andrea. Please tell me this worked.
Andrea smiles a sick malicious smile. Apparently not. She picks up the blade. Alex backs up and pushes herself against the wall. Andrea lifts the blade high over Platner.
"Oh god not again." She brings the blade down on his leg, then back up and down in his stomach, and just hacks off every single limb till she finally takes off his head. Platner's head flies off his neck and rolls to the wall.
"Are you happy? I let him go." Alex can't take anymore. She screams at the top of her lungs.