Hanna tried to relax, all the arguing between her and Emily earlier had stressed her out. She couldn't believe they were finally going to tell the police about A and help with any potential leads that would conclude with them finding their best friends.
Hanna worried that A might keep true to their word about killing Spencer if they did say, but at this point, she wasn't even sure that her genius friend was alive – she could only hope to see her friend again.
Hanna paused and looked up at the clock, the police rounds were about to change over outside her house. As annoying as it was to have police protection to be constantly looking over you, it made Hanna feel safe. Dragging herself out from under her covers from where she had been reading a book for English she headed down to her kitchen to pour 2 cups of coffee for the awaiting officers outside.
It was normally the same officers on patrol every night and Hanna had got used to what their drink preferences were. One coffee with 2 sugars and one with none.
Picking up the recently cleaned mugs of the washing board she poured the steamy contents and popped in the sugar. Walking over to the door she put one of the mugs of the ledge before opening the door and taking a step out into the cold night.
Looking over at the police car she checked that the petrol had changed over, the vehicle's windows were fogged over. Hanna walked over to the patrol car and knocked on the window lightly twice. There was no respond. Hanna knocked again louder unsure if they had heard her the first time.
There was still no response, placing the steaming hot mug down on the nearby she went and slowly reached for the handle and opened the door slightly. Hanna's jaw dropped, they were sleeping on the job.
"Hey, Paul. Ben. You're meant to be awake," the blonde proved the men.
There was no reply.
"Paul?" the blonde panicked taking the police officer and shaking him slightly. The officer was still unresponsive.
Hanna looked around panicking, putting her fingers to the officer's neck she checked for a pulse.
"Thank god your still alive," the globe thought relieved.
Her attention then turned to the fact she wasn't safe here, the officers hadn't just dozed off. They had been drugged, and she only knew one person that could be responsible for that.
Picking up her phone from her back pocket she rushed inside and locked the door. Unlocking her phone she immediately dialled Emily. The girl had been her safety net for the past their weeks when she had been panicking.
"Em. Emily, they're unconscious," Hannah shouted down the phone petrified.
"Hanna slows down, speak clearer," Emily responded worryingly.
"The cops outside my house. They are unconscious," Hanna replied slowing her breathing.
"What did you do?" the girl inquired.
"I didn't do anything, I just went out to give them coffee and them aren't responsive," Hanna replied staring at the door.
"Emily who is it?" the blonde could hear quietly over the phone.
"It's Hanna, she is having a panic attack I need to go." the brunette responded to the voice," Hanna stay where you are I'm coming to you."
Emily picked up her bag from her bedroom and got into her car.
"Hey Emily, were are you going?" a police officer called waiting in her vehicle.
"Hannas, she is having a panic attack." the brunette quickly replied. The officer nodded thinking that the girl would be safe with the other patrol car that was located at the Marin residence.
Em backed her car out of the driveway and turned on the car lights, it was late and the streets were near pitch-black apart from the dim glow of the odd street lamp.
The girl drove fast then normal; she didn't care about the speed limits she needed to get to Hanna.
The car came out of nowhere.
Its lights turned off, it slammed into Emily's vehicle.
All went black as Emily's car started to rollover, skidding losing control across the desolated road. In the split second the airbags started to deploy but it was too little effect as Emily's body was thrown around inside her vehicle.
Emily could only see a flash before all she felt was pain and it went completely black.
The car lay upside down, Emily's arm was deformed, it had got most of the impact when the car had hit, protecting the rest of her body. During the flip, Emily had hit her head on the now broken window. Blood dripped from the back of her head. Her arms fell limp under the pull of gravity, her seatbelt clasped her to her seat.
Another vehicle pulled out in front of the wreckage, stepping out they went over to the car. Reaching in through the broken window they grabbed the unconscious girls phone, a black hood covering their head.
Heading back to their vehicle they quickly drove away. Another figure the one that had crashed into Emily's car went and stood by the car, calling over to a partner to get the medical gear.
The figure pulled Emily from the obliterated car, pulling her onto a stretcher and with their partner carrying the girl to their dented car, before driving off.
The hooded figure pulled out near the Marin household, Emily's phone in hand. Unlocking the phone, they sent a message, "I'm outside, let me in."
The hooded figure stood by the door, hidden by the shadows.
Hanna's phone buzzed, timidly she went and opened the door expecting Emily to be there waiting to hug her and tell her it was alright.
As she started to open the door she saw the black hoodie, horror filled her head; she was petrified.
Hanna tried to slam the door but the hooded figure had stuck their food in the doorway stopping her chance of escape, stumbling back she reached out to try and grab something to defend herself. A larger figure stopped her retreat, she tried to scream but the figure covered her mouth with a cloth. The screams barely let out a whimper as the first figure entered the house and shut the door behind them.
Hanna continuous to be dragged back, she tried to keep up with her footing as she attempted to thrash out against her attacker. Bewildered she stared at her attacked, it all suddenly made sense after all this time she thought A had only been one person but it had in fact been a team.
The figure behind her restricted her arm movements while the hooded figure in front got out a large needle. Hanna's eyes widened as she saw the needle getting closer and closer. All she felt was pain before it all went black.