Chapter 2

The car park was still up in the perfect shape it was before it had completely collapsed. A tear dropped from Genevieve's eye. Everyone who she had just watched die was standing up right in their positions from before they had even heard the first explosion.

Marco joined the four of them in the lot. "What's going on, guys?"

"Going for coffee," Seb told him. "Wanna come?"

"He always wants to come," Genevieve whispered to herself.

"I always wanna come," Marco joked, seconds later.

Morgan, who had heard what Genevieve had whispered, stared at her, as Sebastien said, "That's funny. Really. An orgasm joke. I can't compr-"

"We have to get out of here," Gen whispered to her friends. Morgan and Seb both looked at her, concerned.

"Yeah, let's go, I want my…"

"Mocha latte," Gen finished for Justin.

"Shit, how'd you know what I drink?"

"We have to go!" Gen muttered, trying to choke back more tears. Everything was happening exactly as it already had. Next to all of the confusion she was enduring, she was scared. She was scared for her own life, and for the lives of her friends.

"Gen, are you okay."

An annoying ringer started going off. Another thing that had already happened in her head. Leah answered it, "Hello?…Yeah, honey-"

"I need to get out! Now! Please, come with me. We're all gonna die!"

"What?" Leah called from the other side of the garage, removing her cell phone from her ear. "That's not fucking funny!"

"What's going on?" asked Courtney Greene, the sales clerk from the cosmetic store whom Leah had been rude to. She was getting out of her car.

"Nothing, it's all right, no worries," Sebastien assured, turning to his sister. "Gen, what the fuck are you doing?"

Gen's eyes kept swelling up with tears, her face turning bright red. "We need to get out of here, okay? The garage is gonna collapse, we're all gonna die, okay? Hurry, we need to get out of here!"

"Someone control her!" May demanded. "Christ, Gen."

"Fuck! We need to go!"

"Dad, I wanna get out," Katarine muttered to her dad. "I'm freaked."

"Please," said Gen to the sales woman. "Please make sure everyone gets out of here. It's going to collapse. I saw it. I saw it! Don't you smell that?"

Courtney stuck out her chin and began to sniff the air. "No," she told her.

"Everyone is in danger, you need to get them out of here! Please!"

This was a very awkward moment for Courtney Greene. She wasn't sure how to react. She felt, as an employee of the mall, and a decent human being, she should be doing what was best for all of them. How could she ruin the days of nine other people just to humour a potentially dangerous and crazy person? But what if she was right? Could she really risk all eleven of them losing their lives? What if there was something wrong?

"Alright, uhm, everyone, I need everyone to make their way to the stairs, please. I wouldn't worry much. We all need to evacuate. Everything's obviously gonna be alright, but ya know, let's just, uh, let's all put her at ease and make sure everyone is safe. Leave your cars for now, get yourselves out safe, everyone follow me, please!" She was doing everything she could to get the people she knew of out safe before something bad actually happened. This woman believed Genevieve. She didn't know why, but she did.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" May groaned.

"No, please, miss, I'm gonna have to ask you to evacuate the parking lot.

Genevieve couldn't contain her emotions. She was crying and shaking and sobbing. She was first to run to the staircase, grabbing onto Seb's hand. Andrea and May, both rolling their eyes, followed behind. Katarine and Alec, both superstitious beings, were quick to follow in the footsteps of the cosmetics sales woman. Leah was frustrated about the situation, but she went as well, hanging up her phone.

"Shit," said Marco, about to start walking to the staircase with Morgan and Justin. "I left my phone behind the counter. I'll be like, five seconds."

"Alright, man." Justin and Morgan headed for the stairs as well, but Marco went in the other direction, walking toward the door to the entrance of the mall.

"Make sure Gen's alright. I don't wanna have to deal with her shit when she's outta here."

The ten of them scurried down the stairs, Genevieve in the front of the pack, and had gotten half way to the second floor when they heard an explosion coming from above. Every single one of them stopped in their tracks to look up. The cement above them was crumbling lightly and cracking.

"Go, go, go!" Justin shouted from behind them all. The ten of them started sprinting down the stairs until the reached the bottom floor.

Seb took May's hand in one of his, and Andrea's in his other, dragging them behind him and out of the parking lot. Gen was way ahead of the crowd. They continued running as far away from the parking lot as possible. Once Justin, who was behind them all, had escaped from the bottom stairwell and was running toward the rest of them, Genevieve and the others stopped where they were and watched the parking lot burn, and burn, and crumble, and crumble, until the entire thing just caved in on itself and collapsed.

"Genevieve," Andrea whimpered, "what's going on?"

Unable to answer, Genevieve could only stare at the burning rubble.