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On the Search for Help
(Chapter 4)
Feeling the cold trickle of something cold, he laid on the floor. Feeling a pounding pain in the back of his head, Alan opened his eyes and all he could see was white. He closed his eyes again and then slowly reopened them trying to regain focus again. Then he realizes that he was looking at the floor, forgetting how he got there for a second. He put his hand on the back of his head and that feeling of the cold trickle was that of cold blood which was not that just of his fathers but that of his own. He turned over on his back and lay still for a second, as the world around him was spinning. Still even being an astronaut still you get vertigo. Once his world became apparent he remembered what sent him to the floor in such of a rush.
Alan looked around to see if the guy was still around waiting for his next move. Alan was looking over the cabinets when his eyes feel upon a set of knives. He stood up and stumbled a bit; he caught his balance quickly and reached for the knife. He grasped the knife as he placed his other hand on the counter as he turned around and gave a firm grip of the knife.
There was now a large puddle of blood in the middle of the room where Jeff lied, getting worse by the minute. Alan lead over his father and whispered "I go get help father, I am not leaving you. Be strong." Alan stood halfway up and did another check of the room to make sure it was clear before he proceeded. He stood behind the wall of the kitchen and glanced into the living room making sure it was clear but that turned out to be more of a difficult task than he thought it would be. The shadows were large and covered up most of the room. He reached over to the switch on the wall to turn on the lights so he could see but nothing happened. The darkness was still there. Alan cursed under his breath and squinted to see anything but still no luck. He quickly glanced back at his father as half of his feelings wanted to be with there with him but he knew that he needed to go get help. Then again just incase his father could hear him he whispered loudly, "I'll be back father, I promise."
Alan turned around and went to proceed into the living room. Having his hand with the knife out first just incase he was caught off guard. He cautiously proceeded across the room even though it felt like hours have gone by. He was going back down the hallways, checking it first, once again when he decided to wake up his best friend and brother, Gordon. He entered Gordon's room. He jumped a bit from the sound which he first heard upon entering. He looked over to where the sound was coming from. It was Gordon's solar fish tank. He proceeds over to the bed, and could see him as the window above him shinned in the moon light. He kneeled down and whispered "Gordon, Gordon, Gordo. Wake up! I need you." Gordon turned over and faced Alan but yet he was still sleeping. Only there was something different about Gordon.
