Chapter Three: The Escape

"We're trapped!" Natalie yelled to Alan. "How are we supposed to get out?"

When she was done speaking, the noises started to quiet down. Then, all at once, it ended. The motors stopped roaring, the sounds of bats quieted, and the wind blowing outside stopped.

"I guess we won't need to get out anymore..." She muttered.

"They stopped," Sam said. "Why did they-"

"Shhhh!" Edgar cut him off, gripping his hand over Sam's mouth to shut him up. "They are probably waiting for a dumb ass like you to start babbling off and give us away."

"Nat," Alan whispered. "Follow me, we have to grab some weapons if we're going to get out of here."

"Where are we gonna go?" She whispered back, following him upstairs.

"Probably to Sam's house. We'll stay there until tomorrow. Here, take these." Alan handed the blonde some stakes and two water guns, which she easily held. He grabbed a bow and some arrows, along with some water guns, himself. Both of them retreated down the stairs.

"I know a better place we could go then Sam's," Natalie said, handing out some stakes to Edgar-who was still suspicious she had something to do with this-, while Alan gave the bow and arrows to Sam.

"Yeah? Where?" Edgar asked grumpily.

"An abandoned house my brother used to go to with his friends before he became one of...them." She replied.

"Where are we going to get clothes and such?" Edgar taunted, determined to find a flaw in her plan. Anything to make her seem less prepared for this than he was. Although, that would somehow prove she had nothing to do with this is she wasn't prepared. He shook the thought away, reminding himself to bring it up later.

"We could always come back tomorrow during daylight," Natalie returned.

"I think that's a great idea." Alan said, making sure his brother couldn't say anything. As Natalie turned around for a second, he flashed Edgar a glance that said, "Do you want to make her go away?"

Edgar dismissed his brother's glare and looked back towards Natalie, who was now taking out a dagger from her army boots.

'She's cute...for a smartass.' Edgar thought.

"Alright, how are we going to get out of here?" Sam questioned.

"Back door. From there, Natalie can lead us." Alan replied.

The group retreated to the back of the shop, where there was a windowless door that led out to the opposite side of the boardwalk. Edgar took a key from his pocket, unlocked the door, and went outside. He glanced at the sky, searching fro any sight of vampires. Nothing. Good. They would get out of there faster than he thought.

Natalie stepped out of the door next, followed by Sam and Alan. She led them through the boardwalk's crowds until they reached the shore. She remembered the old shortcut under the boardwalk and to the cliffs, where a normal sized house stood, right on the shoreline.

The old thing was abandoned. Long abandoned. It had a cracked window, but that was leading to the attic, a place in the house where one step might possibly send you straight back to the first floor. The first floor was pretty normal. It had old wooden floorboards throughout every room. The kitchen was decent, it had a working sink and a fridge, with a counter top in the middle of it. The living room had nothing but a couch, where Natalie knew her brother stashed some old pillows and a blanket. She had never been on the second floor, though. So that would have to be discovered when they had enough time tomorrow. Right now, all she wanted to do was sleep.

Inside the house, Natalie retrieved the pillows and blanket from underneath the cushions, and divided them among the group.

"Natalie should get the blanket," Sam said. She was a girl. A girl who had just saved them all from possible vampire doom. She deserved it.

"Sam should," Natalie said back. "He's kinda skinny and frail, and looks like he's freezing. It should be his."

Natalie stood a little closer to Alan now, her little crush on him from when she first met him now growing stronger. She might have just met him, but she could tell he was the one for her.

Sam's eyebrows wiggled a bit and he elbowed Alan lightly in the ribs.

"So, you did get a girl, huh?" He teased.

Alan blushed a little bit, but quickly said something back.

"You're just jealous because you can't." He teased Sam.

Edgar smirked. Sam wasn't the jealous one here. It was him. Why did his brother get someone before he did? Especially one that believed in vampires and had prbably killed one at some point. Well, it didn't matter because his smirk was not seen in the darkness and as long as Alan paid attention to Sam, his envy would never be noticed.

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-Nat:)-