A/N: Good job I didn't promise this chapter was coming soon, eh? Oh well, it's here now! David's death was actually the first to be planned, I think... I thought it was pretty good one too! Anyway, enjoy this chapter... the next will appear sometime... hopefully within the week.
Creepy fact, this; Chapter 6, was 1,666 words long when I uploaded it...
Harry, Lucy and Jenna were still stood in the same position when Brian arrived a minute later.
"Damn." He exclaimed upon noticing David's corpse. This broke the other three out of their trance. Someone nearby had witnessed the accident and rang the emergency services, who appeared a little while later. Amongst the new arrivals was Officer Jay Gibson, who upon finding the one smaller group of survivors ushered them away from the scene. He directed them to a bench on the other side of building, thinking that not being able to see David would help them.
"I'm sorry," He said once they were all sat down. Harry raised his head and gave a weak nod of acknowledgement.
"Thanks," Harry said. The sirens and flash of lights reflected in nearby windows still gave away the events of previous hour, so Jay changed his mind and decided to move the group elsewhere.
"Hey, if you want, my house isn't far from here, there's a key by the door, under the plant pot on the left hand side. Harry, you remember where the house is, right?" Jay offered.
"Yeah, I think... anywhere's better than here anyway, thanks again" He replied, quietly.
"No problem, just be careful," advised Officer Gibson.
"Don't need to remind us!" Harry chuckled, not really feeling the humour himself.
The four remaining survivors found themselves walking down a street, on which Officer Gibson's house was situated, only a few minutes later.
"Um, Harry?" Brian piped up. He had not said a word since 'Damn' upon his arrival.
"Yeah..." replied Harry.
"Is his house safe?" Brian asked.
"Probably not, we'll have to death-proof it as much as we can," Harry said.
The rest of the journey to Jay's house was made in silence. Once there, another storm began to brew, sending chills down all four spines. Harsh winds rattled the windows, and rain began to pelt the Earth. Jenna rushed to find the key. As she bent over to look under the plant pot, the winds shook a weather vane on top of next door's house, which broke free and soared through the air, straight towards Jenna. Brian noticed the shaking vane before it was unleashed and managed to push Jenna out of the way.
"Hey!" She shouted at him, just as the weather vane embedded itself into the ground, in the spot where she was, Jenna looked up at the person who had just saved her life, "Thank you."
"No problem," He replied.
"Come on guys, lets get inside. The sooner we death-proof the place, the better." Harry said, noticing the spark of attraction that was about to bloom. He didn't disapprove of it, but if he allowed it to continue and Brian died, he didn't want to see Jenna in tears. He knew what it was like to fear for the one he loved. Taking the key from Jenna's hand, he opened the door and stepped through.
An hour passed, an no attempt on their lives was made, much to their relief. They had wrapped up all the sharp objects, taped all potential swinging or falling objects as much as they could, or removed them entirely.
"Will Officer Gibson mind us doing this?" Brian asked.
"I'm sure he'll understand," was Harry's reply. Both of them went back to the death-proofing. Lucy nudged Harry and they moved to one side, out of earshot of the other two.
"Harry..." She started.
"Yeah..." He responded, expecting what this talk was going to be about.
"I'm next, aren't I?" Lucy asked, and broke down into tears.
"Yes, unfortunately," Harry said, holding her close and then pulled away so that he could look into her eyes, "I swear to you, I will not allow anything to happen to you."
"Promise?" She said, softly.
"Promise." He smiled. She gave a small smile in response, "Come on, we'd better keep going with this."
The strong winds attacked a window in the attic, and after a while, it shattered, no longer being able to withstand the force.
"I reckon that's everything," Harry declared, not that much later. He wrapped an arm around Lucy's waist and smiled at the others.
"What do we do now?" His sister asked.
"We wait for Jay, then we'll work something out," he replied.
The wind blew around the attic, unbeknownst to occupants below. A coat was hanging on a stand and it began to flap, causing the stand to teeter.
The group had now sat down on the sofa.
"Um... sorry, guys, but I need to go to the loo..." Lucy said.
"Alright, Jenna, go with her, you know... just in case," said Harry and Jenna nodded, "I'll stay down here with Brian."
The girls rose and headed upstairs.
The coat, now experiencing the full effect of the strong winds finally sent the stand toppling, which in turn bashed into a pile of boxes. The top box contained a bowling ball, that tipped over and the ball fell. The pile of boxes were conveniently placed next to the hatch and the ball fell straight towards it.
Jenna, on complete alert heard the thump of the stand falling over and spotted the entrance to the attic, which they had missed earlier. Suspecting what was about to happen, she grabbed Lucy and pulled her back, out of the path of the bowling ball which came crashing through the thin, wooden hatch.
"Thanks, Jenna," She managed to say once the shock wore off.
The boys heard the noise and raced up the stairs, to find only Jenna stood there.
"Where's Lucy?" Harry asked.
"In the bathroom," Jenna replied.
"Alone?" He probed further.
"Yeah," His sibling replied and pointed to the bowling ball, which they had not moved, "She's not next any more, though..."
"... I am," Harry finished.
As they descended back downstairs, the door opened, admitting Jay Gibson.
"Everyone's alive, I see." He stated, upon counting all four.
"Thereabouts. It's my turn now." Harry announced.
"Oh. You can stay here the night, the rest of us will take shifts on guard, if you want," offered Jay.
"I doubt I'll get much sleep anyway, but thanks for the offer." Harry said.
As it turned out, the night passed without incident. A new day dawned and Harry's phone vibrated in his pocket, which woke him up. He answered the call.
"Hi...?" He said, groggily, he must have had a better sleep than he expected, "Oh... Hi, Mum... what? I'm safe, why? … Fine, I'll come home."
"That sounded important," Jay said, entering the living room, the group and had slept in there as they had death-proofed that room the most, he passed Harry a glass of water. "Thought you might be thirsty."
"Cheers," Harry said, taking the glass. Knowing that Death planned more complicated deaths than poison, he felt relatively little fear drinking it, "Yeah, that was Mum, she said to go home, there was news that she had to tell me in person... probably about David..." Harry's attempt a cheerful morning mood fell then.
"I can have a word, if you want to stay here..."
"I should really see my parents before I..." Harry let the sentence trail off.
"Okay, I'll wake the others and drive you." Jay offered.
"No, no cars, they're far too dangerous, we'll walk... it's not that far." declined Harry. They did wake the others and moments later, the four of them were preparing for the trek to Harry's house along with Jay, the more there were, the better chances they had.
Ryan Talbot was drunk at the wheel, despite the fact it was early in the morning. The road alongside Damon's Donuts was re-opened a lot earlier than it should have been, and it was that road he was driving down. Although the road was open, there were a few workers vehicles about, there to repair the damage caused by the falling donut. A man with a wheelbarrow was about to step into the road, and Ryan, even in his drunken state noticed him. However, he dodged the man rather too vigorously and swerved across the road, which knocked a can of beer off his dashboard onto the driver's side floor and subsequently rolled under his brake pedal. The out of control car careered around the corner and down the hill, clipping a lorry in the process. The car sped down the hill, getting even faster as Ryan failed to be able to brake and due to the heavy rainfall the previous day, the roads were nearly frictionless. It sped towards five pedestrians walking past the end of the road.
The pedestrians were Harry, Lucy, Jenna, Brian and Jay. Once again it was Brian who noticed the speeding car before the others, He ran forwards and tackled Harry, sending them both rolling further down the street as the car sped between the group. Brian stopped first and Harry rolled to a halt a few paces further along.
"Thanks Brian, lets say that makes us even." Harry said as they both stood up and brushed themselves down. Unfortunately as all of them were now transfixed on Harry and Brian, none of them noticed the damage the car had done to the lorry at the top. The lorry was in fact carrying a large donut, to replace the broken one for Damon's Donuts. Ryan's car had hit the side, breaking the buckle that fastened it in place, the buckle on the other side, strained and snapped, not being able to hold the donut by itself, and it was released from the back of the lorry.
"Wait, Brian you're..." Harry didn't get to finish his sentence as the rolling donut flattened Brian. The other four had no time to recoil as Brian's blood sprayed over them all.