Chapter 9: Seep

"We should wait until Kross leaves," I said.

"Duh," Kikko rolled her eyes.

"Shut up," Derek told Kikko.

"Just saying," Kikko said. "Hey, I think there's some more rice in the kitchen!"
"Oh, my God," Kyle sighed.

"Sorry," she shrugged.

Kross walked out of the house, a couple of minutes later. We quietly ran down the hill and ran to the entrance. Michael's body was there, lying on the ground, covered in blood. Blood seeped from his body.

"Oh, my God!" Derek yelled.

"What if he put something to kill us on the inside?" Kikko asked.

"He didn't. It only took him like 2 minutes to leave after I left. Not possible to set up any lethal trap," I told her.

We looked around the house, and I heard Kikko gasp. "Guys!"
We ran to her, and all saw what she saw.

"A boat!" She screamed.
"We can get out of here," Derek gasped.

"Let's go!" Kikko jumped for joy.

"I have to look for Ashley…" Kyle sighed.

"We should," I nodded.

Derek sighed. "But we should go…"
"Hey," Kyle said. "Kikko, how about you go on the boat? Go to the Coast Guards, and tell them we need help. Us 3 could stay and look."
"Yeah, that'll work!" Kikko said.

"Derek," I said. "Go with Kikko to the beach, so she's safe. When she gets on the boat, come right back."

Derek nodded. "Ok. Come on, Kikko."
"Bye, guys!" Kikko cried, and they ran out the door.

"We should look for Ashley," I sighed.

"Ashley!" Kyle called.

We then heard a voice. "Kite?"
"What?" I asked.

"It sounded like Kyle," Kyle laughed.

"Oh…" I laughed.

"Ashley!" Kyle yelled louder.

"Down here!" Ashley replied.

"The game room!" I gasped.

We ran to the game room, and dived under the ping-pong table.
"Ashley!" Kyle screamed. "Can you hear me?!"
Silence.
"Wrong room?" I suggested.

"Ashley!" Kyle screamed, standing up.

"Kyle?" She screamed back.

"Describe where you are!" Kyle yelled.

"I…I don't know! It's, it's all dark, and I can't see, oh, Kyle! Kyle! Please help me! I love you," she sobbed, taking deep pants.

"I love you!" Kyle yelled back.

"Where did Kross put you?" I yelled.

"I…I think he took me to…oh, God! I forgot!" Ashley yelled. "I'm so sorry! Please help!"
"Did Kross tell you anything?" asked Kyle's British accent.

"I…he… he told that I'd die by morning, but I don't know! Ahh I don't know!"
"Can you hear me?" Kyle called. "On a scale of 1 to 5, how loud?"
"3!" She shouted.

He walked forward. "And now?"
"3," she panted.

He jogged more. "Now?"
"1…" She trailed off.

He turned and went the other way. "Now?"
"4, come closer. Where are you?"
"Kitchen…the dining room!" I called.

We ran to the dining room, and looked under the table.

"Now?" I asked.

"Are above me? 5!" Ashley gasped in relief.

"I was above her about a half hour ago!" I rolled my eyes. "I didn't notice a thing!"
Sure enough, there was another trap door, and we pulled it up, letting Ashley climb out.

"Kyle, oh, Kyle!" Ashley panted, her makeup ran down her face from crying. They where holding each others faces, Kyle as well rubbing his hands through her blonde, straight hair.

At that moment, Derek came back in. "She's gone."

"Ok," I nodded toward Ashley and Kyle. "We found her."

I looked at Kyle and nodded, closing my eyes.

"Ashley," Kyle breathed. He was crying, too. She was panting and crying, and taking deep breaths.
"Yes?"
He pulled out the ring. "Will you…will you marry me?"
"Ye-eh-eh-eh-es!" She said. (That was what she sounded like with her gasps and such.)

"We should get out of here," I sighed.

"No, we should stay!" Derek said. "Kross was just here. He won't be back until morning, probably."
"If…2 of us stay up, and 2 of us sleep, then we can…we can shift turns, incase he comes back," Ashley panted.

"Why 2 stay up?" I asked.

"2 reasons. One, so if the other falls asleep, we'll have back up, and…and 2, another one of us could still be a killer," she replied.

"There are only 4 of us," I told her.

"You never know," shrugged Kyle.

Kyle and Ashley slept first, while Derek and I stayed up.

"I know your parents are dead," I sighed to Derek. "But they'd be so proud."
He only nodded.

I walked over to Kyle and Ashley, who where snuggling on the couch.

I took Kyle's phone out of his pocket. "His says Wednesday," I sighed.

I looked at mine. "So does mine, now."
"It's 11:30," Derek said.

"Can we turn on the TV?" I asked. "We could turn on the news and see."
We crept over to the TV, and I turned it on.

Sure enough, some late show was on. And perfectly, the host said "it's Wednesday, can you believe it?"
"Ok," I said. "A couple more hours."
"Well, the boats are coming at noon. 12 or 1ish," Derek replied.

"So 13 more hours, 13 and a half tops?" I asked.

He nodded.

"…all 4 of us could…could be killed by then," I sighed.

He nodded again.

"Unless.."
Derek made a face. "Unless what?"
"Unless," I repeated. "We kill Kross, first."