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Chapter 6 Devastation
"We have just discovered the reason behind the terrorist attack on the recently destroyed high school." Blake had quickly jumped at the remote and turned up the volume. "Several students, who had died in the explosion, are responsible. We believe that they had planned out this attack for over two years. They had come into class extra early the teachers had said. They went onto explain that they had been behaving strange and had left the room several times. The full report tonight."
Blake had waited for the reason behind the building's sudden explosion, but didn't want to have to wait. He had shut himself in his room for two days. He had come out to grab food for the two days and only for the bathroom. He was in a deep depression of loathing. Bianca had simply called him crazy and stated that he was wrong.
"Oh! Sure Blake, you just want me dead!" Blake mocked. He was done. He had given up on life. Knowing that Bianca didn't believe him, he was preparing for death and just couldn't wait for Bianca to realize she was alone and the last to go. He was ready, but he wasn't sure about the others. He hadn't heard anything. He had turned off his phone and had just turned on the television. He had turned on his phone. He was worried that he was left. Only him and Bianca.
He was wrong...? Wait, how has no one died. He had reread the texts that Sammy had sent him. Nothing! He checked the date on them. They were both from two days ago.
"Shit." Blake said and jumped up and ran down the stairs, out the door. He got into his car and drove. Where? He didn't even know that. He just drove. 'What if they died? Why haven't I died yet?' Blake kept asking himself. He was realizing that he had for some reason drove to the school.
"Fuck!" He yelled as his phone began to ring.
"Come get fucked up! Give me my alcohol! Let's get fucked up! A-L-C-O-H-O-L!" His phone rang. He pulled over and tried to grab his iPhone from his pocket. As he pulled it out he answered.
"Sammy! Where are you?!" Blake yelled into the phone.
"Blake, chill. We are literally right behind." She said back. "So you heard?"
"Heard what?"
"Well, they found three more bodies, well remnants of bodies. We were thinking that you might now who they were."
They had pulled into the parking lot and walked over to a memorial that the school had bought. Three body bags were out along with paramedics. Blake had identified the three students as the other three they would've killed on the stairs. Blake was extremely confused. So the death order would had been John, Bianca, Tommy, Steven, Jenny, these three... then who? Blake was pondering on this thought for a moment until Sammy had grabbed his shoulder. He turned and she noticed his expression.
"What is it?" She asked worried.
"This order is so strange. Usually you could tell who would die next, in those movies of course, but how is it that these three were to die before Megan? And Nedrun? It would be so quick, unless..." Blake stopped speaking. His eyes grew wide.
"Blake just hold on a minute. You realize that you have just suggested that these three were alive. The workers said they pulled the bodies out of the wreckage." Chris had spoken up. They were just about finished with clearing the wreckage. It had been a few days, of course, but they had just pulled these three a few hours ago. They hadn't been able to get hold of anyone that would have been able to identify their bodies. Staff had mostly died in the school's wreck, so they weren't called. Students who had survived were called, but they wouldn't go back to the school. Sammy had gotten a call and well, here they are.
"You're right." Blake turned towards the officers. "Do you know how long they have been dead?"
"Actually we should be sending them to an autopist shortly. If you really would like to know you could stop by the morgue." The policeman said.
(Later - Morgue)
"Well, our first body here had died the day of the accident. These two... She died yesterday, and Billy here... He died about seven hours ago." She said.
Blake was worried about Megan. She was next and he needed to warn her immediately.
"There is one other thing." She said, "We have your friend, Jennifer, over here." Blake and Sammy stood in shock. Chris was the first to move towards her. He stood over her. "She died from a gunshot wound."
"What?!" Chris shouted. "Who?"
"Police are still investigating."
"She was shot? But then... how does any of this work? Is someone killing us? Or is it death?" Blake asked aloud.
"Hey, Amy. I'm here for my shift." Said someone walking in from the back door. Alexandra had entered. "No. You kids are here?"
"Yeah." Sammy said.
"So you are here for Jennifer aren't you?" She said as Amy left. "Police will call when they get anything."
"So that's it?" Blake asked. he turned to Sammy, "Anything about Megan?" She shook her head. Megan had been hospitalized ever since the earthquake that had caused Bianca's house to collapse. Blake had felt bad for her family. They would lose her soon and that would leave her mom and brother.
"Megan is going to die next unless we do something. We have stop this, thing. We have a murder here, too. How do you explain the death of Jenny? Seriously, we need something." Blake said.
"Wait a minute. Alexandra, do you know anything else about what is happening to us?" Sammy asked
"I know what you are going to ask. You can take a life. The life of someone who would live longer than yourself, and take that life as your own."
"What?!" Blake shouted. "So Bianca could have tried to kill Jenny. She didn't die immediately, but she did die. Does she still get her life?"
"One would think." She said.
But there was one thing that was wrong with this theory. Bianca should die next, not Megan. Unless.
"Bianca's next! Not Megan!" Chris yelled. They had to find Bianca, but where would she be?
"Thank you Alexandra." Sammy said as Blake and Chris ran from the building. She followed and they quickly got into the vehicle. With Chris driving and Blake in the passenger seat, Sammy called Bianca.
"Pick up! Pick up!" Sammy yelled at the phone. She clicked speaker a few seconds before Bianca answered.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Bianca! You're next! You need to stay calm! Pay attention to ~"
"Would you guys just stop trying to scare me! I am sick of it!" She yelled.
"We know you killed Jenny! We know you shot her!" Chris yelled.
"What? It was an accident! I swear!" Everyone was yelling into the phone, and Bianca into hers.
Suddenly everything went black. When Blake awoke, he was laying in a pile of metal. The car was completely totaled.
"Guys?" Blake called out. He waited... Nothing.
"Chris? Blake?" A voice called out from outside of the metal deathtrap.
"Who... Help." Blake spoke. He repeated it until he was loud enough to be heard.
"Blake!" He heard a male voice exclaim. Blake heard the voice talking to others, but it was muffled.
The debris was lifted off of him and out of the way. Blake stood up, out of the crushed seat. He had a minor cut on his forehead going around his eye.
"You were pretty lucky there, kid. A few centimeters over and you would've died." Said a cop.
"Blake!" Sammy shouted as she ran over to him. How was it that neither of them were hurt? And where was Chris?
"Blake." Nedrun came over to us. I glared at him. He was not needed. He should be dead, not Jenny. Blake meant what he thought. He would never say it aloud.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Megan died." Is all he said. We stood there. All three of us. Just waiting for good news, but no. Everyone around them are going to die. Blake couldn't stare into the faces of these people that he knew were going to die because of his actions. They were going to die regardless, but going quick not having to see your friends go, is much harder than a quick death.
"I'm sorry."
"What?" Blake asked, stunned.
"I'm sorry for what I've done to you. What I said all those years ago, how I still do. I just hope you could forgive me." Nedrun said.
"Why now? Why wait until you are practically staring death in the face?"
"Trying to make amends, you know."
"I do forgive you, but there was no point to that."
"Sure there is, I ~" He was cut off when they pulled Bianca from the wreck.
A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for reading that chapter too! If you are still with me. I thank you and I only plan on two or three more chapters so please keep going!
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