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Chapter 17
Having hears the scream the officer rushed in with his hand of the gun holster ready for anything. He knees down besides Jack to feel for a pulse he doesn't find it. Carey is staring at him in hopes the officer can make everything ok, to tell him they would both be fine. He wasn't a fool, Jack was dead. Dead, one of his best friends was dead feet away from him. He wanted to cry and mourn for him, but his brother needed him. Back up and paramedics were requested by the officer via his miniature radio.
"Come on Clu look at me!" Carey screams while wrapping his arm around his brother's trebling shoulders. Physically he was alive but emotionally Clu seemed to be dead. Officer Marcshall's came into the room almost immedialy he must have been somewhere on there floor. He and his partner pull Carey up from under the arms and drag him out. Right now he was with in the way. He sits himself down the carpet floor right outside the door that held his nightmare and began to cry. He didn't dare think about his parents because that just made the pain worse. And what about Molly? She had already lost her husband, her daughter was still missing and now Jack. Carey found it heard to believe hours ago all was fine, an average day for them. Now two were missing, one in critical condition and another dead. It had to be a dream! It just had to be Carey thinks over and over.
From the corner from his eye Carey sees his parents and Molly rush into the room, he wants to pull them away, block the inevitable for just a few moments longer. He doesn't have the energy to get up, his father sees him on the floor, and just one look into his face his heart starts pounding ten times faster then the normal pace. Officer Marschall's and a new one who had arrived a few moments before hand pull aside the grown ups and starts talking in those creepy hushed voices. The kind doctors use at hospitals when the life saving operation didn't do its job. Molly screams no and falls into hysterics. Irene holds onto telling her it's ok while allowing a few tears to fall as well. As Ned pulls away and starts demanding answers and all details, but got nothing. The stretchers being carried by paramedics with other bags holding medicine-assisting miracles were brought into the room. Carey couldn't take the screaming, crying and other sounds that had become one in his head so he left the room.
Guests from the other rooms were being curious monkeys and were milling around in the hallways to get a closer look. A few spare officers were trying to hold them off and answer the what's going on questions. The elevator was currently at floor three and extremely slowly coming up stopping at each floor to let someone on or off. Growing impatient and feeling a sudden need of fresh air or he'd lose it, Carey decided to use the stairs. It was that or jumping out the window, which with the way he felt Carey found the idea very appealing. He couldn't do that to his parents or Molly. After all he could easily be the only thing they had left, he had to stay.
With his first step into the dark stairwell Carey walked right into a cobweb catching must of it inside of his mouth. Making spitting and gagging sounds he gets rid of it just to move three feet and hit into another. He sighs angrily while trotting down the heavy cement stairs. A few steps before ground level Carey hesitated it to be the 4th floor he heard moaning. At first he thought it was all in his head the stress, blood, and everything had gotten to him. But still the sounds were coming, faint but there. A sudden feeling of urgency filled him and ran down the stairs skipping a few at a time. Then he saw her.