Rain pounded down on the grass, dampening the scene and water logging most of the park. Adelaide's body was completely soaked, and still seemed as lifeless as it had been for the past several hours until the smallest movements in her fingertips indicated she was still alive. She took a deep inhale of breath, her eyes opening quickly as she sat up. The blood on her face and hands were almost completely gone and instead stained her clothes and the ground around her.

But all that mattered was that she was alive.

She'd survived.

Barely.

Slowly and shakily, Adelaide turned to look down at DogNut's body beside her. She didn't cry, however. She just felt numb. The boy she loved was gone, and now she had to go on and live for both of them. She leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips, her forehead resting against his for a moment. "May we meet again, my love."

Picking up his jacket, she quickly placed it on to keep herself warm from the freezing rain pounding down on her skin. Wearing it made her feel like he was still there with her, giving her a warm glow in the pit of her stomach. Standing up, Adelaide rubbed her hands quickly along her arms before bringing them to her mouth to warm herself up but with the freezing temperatures and the rain, she knew it wouldn't be enough to keep herself warm for long.

She stumbled through the wreckage of dead grown-ups and mangled pieces of flesh, managing to salvage two of her throwing knives from the wreckage before discovering her backpack she'd thrown the night before. It was now a little damp from the rain but thankfully, nothing inside damaged but she couldn't find the walkie talkie anywhere.

"Dammit," she hissed to herself, closing her bag and frantically looked around the park to see if she could find the walkie talkie. She finally found it several feet ahead of her, Adelaide jogged through the park until she slipped and fell on her ankle at an awkward angle, feeling a crunch in her ankle. Adelaide cringed at the pain, her hand clutching her ankle.

She tried to stand but as soon as she applied pressure to it, she fell over and the pain in her ankle was agonising. She knew that it was bad, perhaps she'd twisted or sprained it but either way she wouldn't be able to walk properly for a while. She needed the walkie talkie to call for help, and pray to god that someone would hear her cries for help.

Unable to walk, she forced herself to crawl across the ground, despite the pain. "Come on, Addie, you can do this," she muttered to herself as she reached for the walkie talkie and grabbed it. It was a little battered and the screen was cracked, but it still worked. Through her shaking hands, she managed to turn it on and pressed the button to allow her to speak. "If anyone can hear me; I request urgent medical assistance... I'm at Green Park and unable to go any further without assistance… please help me... Whoever is listening; This is Adelaide Milton, and I'm alive."

Note

[Alive by Sia aggressively plays in the background.]

Lol, bitch you thought I'd kill her.

Sorry for the short update, it's all leading up to the third part which will be super long – it'll be the longest update I've ever written on a story ever so there's that to make up for it.

Until next time;

Lorna.