Hey everyone. Thanks a lot for all the reviews. Sorry for the time I took to update. I made this chapter longer than a thousand words, as promised. Oh, and now you can find spoilers on my profile page, which you can get 2-3 days after I publish a chapter. So anyways, here's another chapter. Hope you like it.
Chapter 13... A Tainted Black Butterfly
3 PM
Sam rose, and gave a helping hand to Audric, who took the support. He stood up too, half shaking, blinking slowly. There was a trickle of blood down his forehead, but he didn't seem to notice. Leah went to where Cripps was, hugged her and said, "We'll get out, don't worry."
Cripps sniffed and looked at the others, and burst into tears again. "You think we'll get out! You think? What if we don't? What if he, or it, whatever it is, catches us, and kills us all? What then Leah? Sam?" Sam shook his head, sighing, "I have one key. I don't know where it takes us. But we're trying all the doors. Let's split up into two groups. Cripps, you can go with Audric. If anything happens, just scream."
Audric sniggered lifelessly. Sam continued, "I'll go with Leah…"
Leah walked outside, examining everything as though it was the first time she'd seen it. She murmured, "Give them the key." Sam walked out too, followed by the other two, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "You sure? I mean, our powers are basically useless. With the key…"
Leah interrupted him. "With the key what? The key will probably open something important. They're not smarter, but they have better powers. They can fight whatever's going to attack. We can't. We can just look around, pray for mercy, and scream like banshees till these two come to the rescue."
Sam looked convinced, and pretty astounded at Leah's little speech. He took out the key and handed it to Audric, who took it, stared at Leah and then asked Cripps, "Did she just call us stupid?" Cripps half smiled and whispered, "I think she did. What a bitch!"
Leah looked to Sam and said, "We'll look down in the basement and here for the keys. There are unopened rooms above." She focused on the Audric and Cripps and advised, "Don't get killed. And I heard you."
Audric looked to Cripps, who was embarrassed. As they both were walking to the stairs above, Sam yelled, "Hey! Where's that note?"
Cripps turned, looking almost shocked as though someone had discovered a deep dark secret of hers. She stammered, "Euhm, I don't know… I think I dropped it when I heard the commotion in the other room."
Sam knew she was hiding something, but didn't point it out. He further questioned, "Well, you were reading it. What did it say?"
Cripps seemed to go a deep shade of red, and muttered, "It said how we had only a few hours to get out of the house. And that there were clues where we least expected them to be and…"
Leah interrupted, annoyed at seemingly everything then, and said, "We knew that already. That's all the note said?" She looked skeptical. Cripps nodded, and started walking upstairs.
Leah looked at them walk upstairs, then spoke, "She's lying." Sam walked towards the kitchen, turned around and said, "I know."
Upstairs…
"Were you hiding something?" Audric asked, feeling the key in his hand, which was now suddenly sweaty. She was walking close beside him, and looked taken aback. She caught hold of his hand and said, "Look at me. Do you think I'm lying?"
Yes.
"No, I don't think your lying. Sorry."
"It's okay."
There were four doors, only one had been opened earlier (by Leah and Cripps), while the other three were locked. Sam and Audric had tried opening them, but to no avail. At the time, Sam was in no mood to kick open any more doors. Audric on the other hand, hadn't the strength to. Now as they both walked towards the locked doors, he felt a stronger will. Was it the hope of survival, the adrenalin due to fear and hope or the small piece of metal in his unhurt hand? He didn't know. It could be none of them; it could be all of them. He walked to the first door, it had peeling mud green coloured paint on it, and a small brass round handle with an inbuilt lock. He tried putting the key inside, but it wouldn't budge more than a millimeter or so. He took it out, looked at Cripps and sighed, "It doesn't work. I'll try the other one."
She hummed half listening to him, as he walked past her to the room across. She was looking intently at the door, wondering what could be on the other side. She glanced to her right, and saw Audric insert the key into another lock, of a similar looking door, only with dullish pink colour instead of green. The key went in, and made a small clicking sound, and he turned it around one-eighty degrees. The door creaked and opened itself, but only a little. He pushed it open, cautiously, and stepped inside. He looked at the small room, purple walls, an old bed, tarnished curios. And in the back wall, a thousand small shards of glass, protruding and broken, but still sharp. He wandered inside another step; the floorboards weighed down slightly by him, and gazed closer to the back wall. The glass was dull and covered in a thin layer of white powder.
Suddenly, he heard a loud crack, followed by a quick blasting sound from somewhere behind him. He turned around hurriedly, only to be faced by Cripps, who had a key in her hand. And it wasn't the key that Sam had given him. She looked disappointed, as though she had done something horrible. He could see a glistening tear falling from her eye, and he asked her, "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For this," she replied.
Quickly, she placed her hand in front of her chest, and he went flying backwards. In that moment, everything around them seemed to have silenced like in a vacuum. That one second, in which Cripps had pushed Audric into the wall of glass. Before the one tear could drop from her cheek and fall to the ground, Audric was already dead, jammed to the wall like an abstract sculpture. She turned around and walked outside, leaving the door ajar.
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