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Death strolled into the hospital sometime around midnight. The security guards all spotted him and asked, "What are you doing in here? Visiting hours are over."
Death merely smirked and said, "Sleep."
The guards and the rest of the hospital staff were all knocked out like a light. He continued his walk down the hallway until he reached his destination. The room of Wendy Christensen. He opened the door and walked in to see Wendy sleeping peacefully on her bed.
"Hello Wendy," He said.
Wendy snapped awake screaming.
"Take it easy Ms. Christensen," her doctor said. "You have quite a concussion."
"Whe- Where am I?" Wendy asked, her head still throbbing.
"You're in the hospital. You've been out cold for hours."
It all came flooding back to Wendy now. Death trying to kill them by using the Subway, how the train mysteriously smashed in on itself, those five mysterious beings, and...
"Kevin. Julie. Are they OK?" Wendy asked hopefully.
"Your sister broke her left arm and has some minor scrapes and bruises, but she will be fine. As for you're friend Kevin; he must have some serious Angels on his shoulders because it was a miracle that he wasn't hurt. He has been waiting outside ever since you were admitted. Would you like to see him?
"More than anything now, yes." Wendy replied.
The doctor exited the room and allowed Kevin to enter. He walked over to Wendy and threw his arms around her in a tight hug. She did the same for him.
"I'm so glad you are ok, Wendy. You had me scared there when you passed out during the ambulance ride."
"What happened while I was out?" Wendy asked.
"Not much. Your parents showed up about a half hour after you were admitted. They were apparently on their way home when the hospital called them about your condition."
"My mom didn't lose it too badly did she?" Wendy jokingly asked.
"Surprisingly, she did not. She was just glad that you and Julie were both safe." Wendy suddenly felt her head begin to ache.
"Wendy, what is it?"
"It's my head. It's been killing me ever since the subway."
"Wendy about that," Kevin began.
"Kevin, I told you already. I don't know what happened."
"Hey Wendy, you see that table over there?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Try pulling it over here."
"You mean with my mind?" She asked.
"Yes. Maybe you developed some sort of new power."
Deciding not to make a debate out of it Wendy looked at the table and concentrated. She might have concentrated a bit too hard because the table flew over in Kevin's direction and crashed into him.
"Are you ok Kevin?" Wendy asked trying to hold back a laugh.
"Yeah Wendy. Just fine." He groaned as he pushed the table away from him and sat back down on her bed. Wendy felt light headed all of a sudden and rested her head on Kevin's shoulder. Kevin put her into another hug.
"I'm here for you Wendy. Always remember that." Kevin wasn't really sure where that came from, but he felt the need to say it.
As Kevin and Wendy continued their hug, one of the strangers watched them from a distance. She remembers being just like Wendy at one point. Being young, whole, and in love. But that was a life time ago. She turned away from the two and took a look at her reflection in her car's rearview mirror.
"Look at yourself," She said. "You don't even recognize your own face anymore."
"Hey, boss says to get ready. It's almost time." One of the others said from thw window of her car. She nodded and placed her knife in its sheath.
"Excuse me Mr. Fischer, but visiting hours are now over and I'm sure Wendy needs her rest," the doctor said popping back into her room.
"Alright," Kevin replied. "I'll be back first thing tommorow, Wendy." Kevin kissed her on the top of her head and exited her room.
As he walked away, Wendy lay back down in her bed and tried to sleep. Unknown to her, the numbers on her heart monitor had changed from 80 to 180.
Kevin, meanwhile, had begun to make his way to the parking lot to wait for his parents when he heard an unfamiliar voice call out his name. Kevin looked around the hallway, but didn't see any one.
"Kevin," the voice called out again.
"Who's there?" He asked, but no one answered.
If this were some kind of horror movie I'd probably be dead now, he thought to himself as he once again scanned the hallway.
His eyes spotted something on the floor. He walked over to it and was surprised by what he found. It appeared to be a shot gun and attached to it was a note.
Kevin,
There isn't much time for me to explain, so I'll cut directly to the chase. Death will be coming for Wendy tonight. I don't know at what time, but he'll be going after her tonight. He has possessed the body of a human male. Once he has Wendy's soul he'll go after Julie and finally you. This gun isn't much, but it should at least help you keep him at bay. It's loaded with special bullets. I would have given you the second gun, but I might need it myself.
-A friend
Kevin wasn't entirely sure what to think, but picked up the gun anyway and put into his jacket. He half ran back to Wendy's room while being sure to not be spotted by the hospital staff. He saw Wendy's door was slightly open and took out the shotgun.
"Wendy?" He called out quietly.
"Kevin?"
Kevin looked to his left and saw her in the corner of the room. She looked like she had been crying.
"Wendy, what happened?" He asked kneeling beside her.
"I… I had another vision. It was around midnight and someone walked into my room and then strangled me with the wires connected to my heart monitor. When I woke up I knew I had to get out of her somehow, but then I heard you coming and I panicked. Um, what's with the shotgun?"
"Long story," He replied. "We better get you out of here."
"It's too late," Wendy said acknowledging the clock.
Death strolled into the hospital a couple of minutes before midnight. The security guards all spotted him and asked, "What are you doing in here? Visiting hours are over."
Death merely smirked and said, "Sleep."
The guards and the rest of the hospital staff were all knocked out like a light. He continued his walk down the hallway until he reached his destination. The room of Wendy Christensen. He opened the door and walked in to see Wendy sleeping in her bed with the sheets covering her face.
"Hello Wendy," He said. Death pulled Wendy's sheets off of her, but was met with a surprise. She wasn't in her bed! The door to Wendy's room immediately slammed and an invisible force flung Death on to Wendy's bed.
"Look whose trapped now," Wendy said as Kevin helped her walk over to the edge of the bed keeping him bound there with her mind.
"Do you really think that thing can stop us?" Death asked acknowledging Kevin's gun. Kevin answered by shooting Death with the shotgun causing him to vanish from sight.
"What's that thing loaded with?" Wendy asked.
"Salt probably," Kevin guessed.
"Salt?" Wendy asked in a disbelieving tone.
"Yes-wait. Did Death say stop us?"
"Yes he did. What do you think… oh no! Julie!"
Kevin and Wendy attempted to get to Julie's room as fast as they could. They entered her room and saw someone holding a knife over her.
"Get away from her!" Wendy shouted. The figure instead charged and tackled Wendy. The two of them disappeared from the room.
"Wendy!" Kevin yelled as he went back into the hallway. Two more figures came out from around the corner and began approaching Kevin. He ran into the next room and slammed the door. "Oh real smart Kevin, like that will stop them," he thought.
The first one phased through the door and came at Kevin. He blasted him and waited for the other to appear. "I sure hope you're ok, Wen," Kevin thought.
Both Wendy and her attacker reappeared in what appeared to be the basement level of the hospital. Wendy kicked her assailant in the face using her good leg and attempted to crawl away. He assailant ran at her, but Wendy flung her back with her powers.
"Who are you?" Wendy asked. The girl waited a few seconds before pulling off her hood.
"Surprised?" She asked.
"C-C-Clear Rivers."
"You were expecting Ali Larter?"
"Who?"
"Never mind."
"But this is impossible, you died!"
"Who says I'm still alive, Wendy? I may be back in the world of the living, but I'm as dead as all the bodies in the hospital morgue." Clear held up her knife and began walking over to Wendy. Wendy used her powers again to keep Clear from moving, but something went wrong. Her vision began to fade in and out. Her head began to pound.
"Looks like someone's been using their new found power a bit too much," Clear said as she regained mobility.
She roughly dragged Wendy up to her feet and prepared to slash Wendy's throat. Her knife stopped and inch from it and she fought with all her strength to break herself out of Wendy's psychic hold. Instead she was sent flying into the other side of the basement. Wendy fell to the floor and began to inch her way towards the door when the basement light shorted out. She was completely engulfed in darkness and couldn't see two feet in front of her. Her breathing began to quicken its pace.
"Wondering where am I, Wendy?" Clear asked from somewhere in the dark. "I'm right next to you." Clear answered.
A/N: So are you surprised that Clear is one of the four? I couldn't resist the Ali Larter joke. All of the five have the ability to pass through all solid objects, but are still as solid as a human. Just a friendly heads up this will be the last chapter I'll be posting until after "The Final Destination" is released. After that I will return. Hope you enjoyed this. Oh and credit for the salt shotgun goes to the show "Supernatural".