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Chapter 10: Saving Private Alyssa

During the walk, I talk or in this case, whisper to the former serial killer about how my friends and I got into this situation. He didn't say anything but I could see that his eyes are twinkling with amusement and event a small smile was twitching on his lips.

" And then, we decided to split up to find another exit and meet each other at the front door," I finish the story. I could tell that he is in deep thought about what I just told.

" I see," he murmurs. " And you are the oldest, right?"

I nodded.

" Aren't you a bit ashame of the fact that you knew there's something wrong with your friend?" he asks me in a calm tone.

" What do you mean?"

" What I mean is," he said slowly. " Is that you decided to partake in this 'dare' and you rely on them to show you where this house is. Aren't you a bit embarrassed?"

I shook my head. " Not really. I didn't have a good childhood because everyone likes to make fun of me so I don't really know how a childhood at school is like. When I met them, it's like they are bringing back the things I've never done when I was young. I never regret it."

Before he could say something, both of us heard a scream. Alyssa!

" This way," he told me as he drags me across the corridor. When we reached towards the sound, it was behind a locked room. My heart was beating because I could her moans, screams and a few words in French.

I tried to kick down the door, but the only thing that broke was my foot! I held my foot, trying to hold the pain. Viktor looked at me and sighed. He took his shovel and knocks down the door with ease.

Regaining my footing, I step into the room behind the tall Russian. I almost throw up! There, a man with dirty blonde hair was half naked, on the bed with a small figure underneath.

It was Alyssa.

I run up towards him and punch him at the side of his cheek. I don't know what I was doing. Mind mind went into Beserker mode! I keep punching, kicking the rapist until I saw him on the floor, bloodied and beaten to the pulp. He's struggling but I place my foot on his neck.

" You sicken me!" I growl.

With that, I kick his throat until I hear a CRACK! I look down at Alyssa's rapist. He did not move a muscle. I groan from the ache I feel in my head. Great, just great! I am officially a murderer! What are my parents going to say?

Then, I heard a mix of whimpering and crying. I look up to see Alyssa wrapping herself with a blanket. I rush towards her and pull her into a hug.

" Oh my god," I breathe. " I'm glad your safe."

" Unfortunately," Viktor interrupts. " Francois has taken her virginity and has tore her clothes."

I stare at my friend. He's right! She's all ripped up and her whole body's shaking. Viktor tosses a small top with matching pants which belongs to a younger girl to me.

" Alyssa," I whisper. " Put these on. Don't worry, Viktor is a friend." I nodded a thanks to the Russian man. He nodded back.

" Viktor, could you turn around while I help her get dress?" I ask. He nodded again and faces himself at the door. After that, I help Alyssa to get up. She's having trouble walking because of...I don't want to say it!

Viktor leads the both of us out of the room. Alyssa was leaning against me as I walk. Viktor was leading the both of us.

" Your other friend is safe," he told me. " I know where exactly she might be. By the way, where did you learn how to fight?"

" Judo and Taekwando for three years," I said. " And it really paid off.

So who are the three going to find next? Stay tune!

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