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Chapter 4
Amanda POV:
James dressed differently, but I could tell he wasn't a foreigner. He just didn't dress like all of the doctors that swarmed this evil place like locusts. Instead of the usual long-sleeved white shirt, tweed pants, white dress shoes, and a white lab coat, he wore blue colored pants; jeans I think, I overheard one of the doctors talking about them, and how miners wore them; whatever miners were. He also had no shirt and shoes, but he wore a dark leather jacket.
His whole demeanor made my tiny seventeen year old body convulse with terror and fear at its highest. Something was going to happen tonight, and I'm not sure if it's for good or bad.
Jason told us to wait in our room and that he would get rid of James. We did as we were told, and left. And then I heard the screams, the gut wrenching screams, the screams of pure pain, and the screams of the dying. They filled up the quiet room, filling it with their harshness.
Then just as suddenly as they began, they stopped. The air was still, waiting, quiet. Too quiet to be considered normal here, it usually has some noise from the doctors' annoying shoes pounding on the floor.
"You smell mouthwatering." I suddenly heard behind me, causing me to scream while jumping ten feet in the air at the same time.
I turned around, fearful of whom it might be, and there, right behind me, was James. He was going to kill me, I could tell. I accepted my fate, as long Ali wouldn't be harmed, and if she was then my spirit would haunt him forever.
James grabbed me, and pulled me towards him. As soon as I was close enough, he leaned down; he was just about to bite the soft, delicate skin of my throat when something pulled him backwards and away from me.
Whatever it was, it started fighting with James. I looked closer and saw a dog, a HUGE dog. No wait, scratch that a HUGE wolf. I wonder what type it is.
Jason soon came running in the room so fast he was just a blur. He looked over to where James and the wolf were trying to kill each other, shook his head at the sight, and picked Ali and I up. Suddenly there was a strong breeze and then we were in the forest.
I opened my eyes; I didn't realize that I had closed them to begin with. I wonder why he brought us out here. Soon I got my answer as to why, and now I'm wishing that James had killed me; for surely that would've been less painful than being burned alive. But I'm getting a little ahead of myself here; let's go back to Jason holding us in the forest, shall we?
I'm sure everything will make much more sense then, don't you?
A/N: yes I know that this is short, and that it took forever, but I'll tell you one excuse and one excuse only; real life sucks ass sometimes.
~Moonlight~
~Cookie Monster n' Elmo AKA Rosalie96~