A/N: This chapter contains multiple character deaths.
Chapter Four: To Catch A Fire
1:00A.M. house's office
A bottle of whiskey, half empty.
Thirteen little white pills lined up in a row like minature albino ducklings.
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12:58A.M. pchs art room
Kyla levered open the lock on the window with a crowbar she'd found. Forcing open the window (with help from Jamie and Aarick, as Robert was too busy mooning over Alyssa), she called out, "Got it! Aarick, Elizabeth, you two go first!"
Aarick wriggled thru the window feet first on his stomach. Elizabeth did the same.
"Okay, now you, Robert," directed Jamie.
"But I want to help with Alyssa," whined Robert.
"You can help carry her stretcher once we get her outside," said Jamie with the patience of a saint.
"Why can't I help get her out?" asked Robert.
"You're too short!" called Aarick.
Jamie helped Robert to get out.
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1:00A.M. ppth cafeteria
A radio on a nearby table was broadcasting the lastest on the situation at Plainsboro Catholic High School.
"There have been reports of students exiting the building," announced the reporter.
"Someone get House!" called Nurse Rex, who'd been nursing a cup of coffee at another table.
Cameron pulled out her cell phone and tried to call House, but it wouldn't connect.
"Dmn," she swore.
Chase and Foreman looked at her.
"You just swore," Chase remarked.
"Yeah, so?" Cameron demanded.
It was at this point that Wilson came over and asked, "Have you guys seen House recently?"
"He's not in his office?" asked Foreman.
"There's no sign of life," replied Wilson, adding, "the door was locked."
Wilson suddenly felt as though ice-cold bands were constricting his heart.
Oh no, he thought.
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1:00A.M. pchs art room
"Okay, Kyla, now it's your turn," called Jamie.
BANG!
A bullet richoted off the window frame.
"Go Jamie! Alyssa needs medical attention," directed Kyla.
Then she turned around and faced the shooter, junior Kenneth "Kenny" Watts.
"You will not have the others. They are free. They are safe. They are alive," Kyla said firmly.
"But I have you. Surely that must count for more than the safety of your friends to somebody close to you," replied the junior. "Perhaps your father?"
"Leave House out of this!" Kyla snapped.
"He stole my mother!" Kenny replied.
"No, he didn't!"
Kenny pointed the gun at Kyla's chest as he said, "You are my half-sister. But since you have his blood running through your veins, you must die. Mr. Ed says that your death will hurt him so badly that he will comtemplate death."
As Kenny said this, Kyla looked desperately for something--anything at all!--that she could use as a weapon.
CLICK.
Her blood froze at the sound of the safety being undone.
Oh, dear God, she prayed, let him miss.
Only a mircale could save her now.
A rock sailed thru the still-open window.
WHAM-BANG!
It hit Kenny's gun hand, causing him to fire the gun.
Kyla ducked, but the bullet still hit her.
"KYLA!" screamed Jamie.
BANG! THUD!
He sounds like a girl, Kyla thought.
She was unaware of the fact that she bleeding to death.
Nor was she aware of the lifeless body beside her.
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A/N: Scary? Wait till you read the next chapter. It's even scarier.