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Patricia felt extremely irritated that she was almost conscious, she didn't want to wake up, to live life, to be happy, to walk into the sunshine, not that Patty actually liked sunshine, but you get the idea. Why did Joy have to die. Life without Joy would be complete torture, they had been friends since before time, well 18 years anyway, it almost wasn't fair. How come Joy got to die, while Patricia got to live. When Patricia's eyes finally worked again much to her dismay, she realized, she was completely trapped, the room she was in, if you could really call it a room, was completely pitch black and scattered around the floor, which was a burnt sienna colour if you were wondering, was old bones, more to the point human bones, which you could tell were covered in cobwebs and if you looked really closely you could see knife wounds. Looking down Patricia saw, that not only was she bond to a chair, but her hands were covered in a deep maroon treacle like substance, blood, not only that, but it appeared to have formed into the number six hundred and sixty six. Unlike most people the Goth girl was not actually fussed that she was covered in blood, because she wanted to die anyway, but first she wanted sweet revenge. A moment later a man who looked about 6 foot 1, to be exact walked and had a scar on his check, slowly walked into the little dark, misty room. The man had deep sapphire eyes and was extremely intimidating, in one hand he had a Combat knife and in the a large machine gun which he carried with ease. He grabbed Patricia, forcefully ,untied her and lifted her across the spooky room like she weighed less than a birds feather. Even though Patricia wanted to die desperately, she still scratched, punched and kicked at Rufus Zeno with all her might in one, but all that did was make him angrier than he already was. He took her into a stainless steal room which was boarded up, so that no one could ever get out without the grey creaky door being opened. Rufus was really angry know, but so was Patricia, how dare this old weird man kidnap her and kill her best friend Joy, who the hell did he think he was. Even while Rufus ruthlessly tortured her, she vowed to herself to stay strong and never shown weakness no matter what, like what is the point of giving this twisted man the pleasure of hurting her.
Jerome Clark was ready to make the next massive step in his life and here was as good as any, even if the room was full of old dead bodies. He had realized after the last 24 hours, that he had to destroy all the weaknesses in his life and embrace the change, the blue eyed boy knew it was going to be tough and during secondary school he never dreamed that this would be his life. He slowly walked up to the dark brown haired girl beside him and grabbed a metal thing from his coat pocket next he slowly pulled it up Maras body, towards her head, while grabbing her waist. "Jerome what are you doing" exclaimed Mara a little frightened now by his tense body language. Jerome however shushed the small girl and explained, while mentally kicking himself for how sappy he sounded, "Mara Jeffrey, the love of my life, will you marry me", while giving her the metal ring and sliding it on her thin dainty finger. "Of Corse Jerome, although we are completely different people I think we can make this work so yes ". Jerome wiped his forehead in relief, if she had said no, he would have been completely broken. In the background there was a deep thundering sound like a plane. Mara was completely overjoyed it was like a perfect dream come true, almost surreal, she was soo happy she was going to get married to the love of her life, that is until…..boom! Time froze.