Chapter 17- Ramifications

It had been two days since the incident at the festival. All the survivors were relocated to Bay Shore Hotel. Only Mikey and Caraan had spoken to each other. Jared was nervous and every time someone would attempt to speak to him he would flinch or run away. Jared was nervous that the others would find out what he had done to Laura, he was responsible but he was too afraid.

Sparky was hitting the bottle constantly and stayed in his room. He blamed every death that he was present for on himself. He was spiraling out of control. Sparky swayed as he walked towards the mini bar in his room, he pulled out another beer. He walked over to the mirror and looked at himself. His usually shiny brown hair was dull and stringy; his usually tan complexion was pale.

"Sparky your better then this." muttered Sparky taking a swig of beer. "Look at you, all dirty and shit." He looked at the bottle of beer in his hand, "This is your fault." He motioned to throw his beer and stopped, he looked at it again and plopped onto the toilet, sobbing.

Then the phone in his room rang, he stared at it with deep resent. The answering machine finally picked up and Caraan's voice played, "Hey Sparky this is Caraan," started the machine, Sparky put his hand to his face. "Please come out of your room, meet we in the parking lot, Jared finally agreed to come and me and Mikey will be there, please Sparky it isn't safe to be alone."

Sparky sucked up some tears and remembered the he was next. "Fine!" yelled Sparky. "I'll come!" Then he realized he was yelling at an answering machine. He looked at his beer and slammed it to the ground, "I don't need you." Sparky put on a muscle tee and threw his coat on and exited his room. He hesitated and went back into his room. He opened up his mini fridge and pulled out every single ounce of beer and alcoholic drinks he had.

He brought them over to the toliet and began to pour them in. Some beer hit the lid of the toliet and splashed on the floor. The beer fell into the cracks of the tile floor and crept under Sparky's feet. Sparky finished pouring the last can of Miller down the toliet. Sparky picked up and huge bottle of Jack Daniels and stared at the bottle. "Well goodbye old friend...new enemy." said Sparky. He walked towards the toliet a little more and as he did Sparky realized the beer pooled up under his feet. His feet slipped out from under him.

His head fell towards the top of the bottle of Jack Daniels. Just as the Jack Daniels bottle was about to impale his skull he caught himself on the toliet seat. Saving his life, "God even the alcohol is trying to kill me!" He slammed the bottle of Jack Daniels into the wall of the shower. The glass spilntered and fell into the tub. The trickle of booze slowly drained into the tub. The glass was an unpleasent surprise for anyone who tried to take a shower before the maids visited.

Sparky walked out the front door and saw the others leaning against a green Volvo, Mikey's blonde hair blew in his face as he shook hands with Sparky. Caraan hugged him and he smiled. Jared just stared at him nervously. "So what is this about?" asked Sparky looking at Caraan. Caraan had a very serious look on her face.

"We know how to get rid of death." said Caraan, she turned to Mikey and he nodded. "One of us needs to die and be brought back from the dead right?" Sparky nodded, "I saw an article on how a woman drowned and was brought back to life, and she had died and returned from death, new life."

"So one of us has to die and then be miraculously revived?" said Sparky. Caraan nodded. "So how will the medics get to us in time?"

"Call ahead." said Mikey, "Tell the hospital someone is drowning just as someone jumps in."

"Smart." said Sparky. He turned to Jared, "What's wrong bro?"

"Nothing," started Jared, "Just a little nervous." He laughed.

Sparky turned to the glittering ocean, "So who is taking the plunge?"

"Me." said Caraan, Mikey grabbed her.

"Hey, I thought it should be Me." said Mikey. His palms were sweaty as he clenched Caraan's hand.

"No, I started it and I am going to..." Suddenly Jared yelled and pointed, everyone turned and saw a truck carrying some debris from a wood cutting job with a passed out driver speeding towards them. Everyone jumped out of the way and the truck sped by them and ran over some rocks, one hit the fuel tank as the truck crashed into the hotel; fuel began to leak on the ground.

"God dammnit! Go Caraan!" yelled Mikey he stood up and helped her up, "Save us." She looked at Mikey he stood up and looked at the truck. Fuel began to trickle downwards into the hotel and stunned clerk lit his cigarette, pretty much on reflex, he was petrified. He looked like a deer in headlights.

"I'll be back." said Caraan. She kissed Mikey on the cheek and began to make her way towards the ocean. Suddenly the lights of the truck came on and shined in the clerks face; he threw his hands up to cover his eyes and accidentally threw his cigarette. It landed in the puddle of gas, the gas ignited and spread to the truck. The flames roared underneath the carrige of the truck. Jared saw this first and pushed Caraan away, she bumped into Mikey and they fell right in the line of fire.

The car exploded incinerating the unlucky clerk instantly, sticks, fences and pipes flew everywhere. Caraan and Mikey screamed as a spray of debris shot towards them, and then the both were pushed to the ground. Caraan looked up, it was Sparky. Sparky grunted as a stick went through his arm and a pipe went through his leg. Sparky grunted in pain, the two blows messed up his brain, he couldn't move for some reason, the pain just paralyzed him. Caraan and Mikey were in tears while Jared hit behind a car. Sparky looked up and saw two sticks flying at him; suddenly he saw a glint right in middle of the two sticks. His eyes widened, it was a wire fence...and it was coming right for him.

Sparky braced for impact as the fence flew through him, the X shape of wire in the middle cut right through him. Blood flowed from his mouth as a bloody X appeared across his chest. Sparky turned to Mikey and Caraan, he knew he had saved them; he had finally done something with his life. Sparky tried to move towards them put he fell apart as he tried. The top of his chest fell from his body dragging his head with it while both his arms and the rest of his chest fell to the side. A bloody steam of organs fell and splattered to the ground.

Caraan would carry that one moment in her life forever. Someone you cared about falling apart before you very eyes, that doesn't go away thay easily.