Chapter 7: Right & Wrong Information
"Pete!" yelled Connie.
"What are you doing!" yelled Pete. "What are you doing with her! What are you doing with my girlfriend?"
"What are you talking about!" yelled back Soda.
"Don't act like I didn't see anything! I saw you two cuddled together."
"She thought you were dead! I was trying to calm her."
"So you took advantage of her!"
"It isn't even like that!"
Pete took a step towards Soda, but there were three large bangs. Connie screamed as red spots appeared on Pete's attire. It took a last look at the two with large eyes and dropped onto the floor. Soda and Connie took a look behind Pete and saw the patient. He was holding Matthew's gun.
"Oh my God!" yelled Connie. Soda looked around and fear hit him quickly. Ponyboy was gone!
"Where's Pony!" he yelled.
Soda looked and saw that the opposite door across the room was cracked open. The patient was getting closer and closer as he approached the room door. Sodapop grabbed Connie's arm and yanked her up. She got the idea and they both exited the room.
"Darry! Darry!"
Matthew was shaking Darry, to see if he was unconscious or not. Darry sat up. They had fallen through the floor, but they hit mattresses in the basement.
"You okay."
"Yeah. I'm fine. Back hurts a little. Did you hear that bang?"
"That's what I'm worried about. I think that guy grabbed my heater."
Darry jumped up quickly and yelled "C'mon." Matthew followed Darry as they found the exit of the basement to go find the others.
Ponyboy had snuck out of the room when Sodapop and Pete were arguing. He was walking pretty fast. He had to get to the other room to grab his book. He had to get it for Johnny.
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The Doctor was still in his office, he had fallen asleep. He suddenly jolted up from his slumber. He had just had a dream. About his old house. He thought about the dream. He really wanted to go back there. Go back. Hold on!
The doctor scrolled through the document again.
Notes:
Was found on August 4th.
Arrested for Robbery, Manslaughter, Attempted Suicide, Grand Theft Auto, Attempted Murder.
Has been in the hospital for six months and shows no improvement.
No family members found, assumed deceased.
During therapy, caught choking the therapist
Found hiding at the old Smithin house.
That was it right there:
Found hiding at the old Smithin house.
The Doctor quickly went to an attendance book. He skimmed down to the name.
Patient 441………………………….Paul Smithin
That was the only solution. Most people wouldn't go back to their old hiding place. But this guy was way beyond average. The doctor didn't know why he didn't think to look up his last name at first. He was too worried. The doctor got up and ran out into the hallway. A security guard saw him and asked,
"Are you finished?"
"Yes. Call the station. I think I have an idea of where patient 441 has gone."
Ponyboy had finally found the bedroom. He quickly entered and ran towards the nightstand. He picked up his book and said quietly,
"I got you Johnny."
"Ponyboy!"
Ponyboy jumped and turned around. Soda and Connie were standing there. Soda was about to ask why he ran off, but saw the book in Pony's hand. He decided to erase that question and say,
"C'mon! Let's go!"
"Soda watch it!"
Soda turned around and saw the patient with the pistol pointing towards him. All three of the victim's jumped out of the way as the bullets tore through the air. The bullets hit no skin as they broke through the window and walls of the room.
441 used all of the bullets. He had no more ammo. Connie saw this to an advantage. She jumped up and screamed,
"You killed my boyfriend!"
"Connie!" yelled Soda.
Connie ran towards the patient and he grabbed her neck, choking her.
"Let her go!" yelled Soda.
He ran towards the patient but he made his slaying quick by cracking Connie's neck. Soda didn't reach the two in time. Connie's eyes turned wide and the patient let her go. Connie dropped to the floor. She had ceased breathing.