Chapter Twelve
Unknown P.O.V.
April 2013 ? years young ?:?
As the days went on, Fabian and Amber got weaker. The others have started to take notice. K.T has done something unforgivable. But she's very good at hiding things. Poor Eddie has his head wrapped in a web of lies. His oblivion is comedic.
Nina wants to leave the group. I can't say I blame her. The house is full of fucking mental cases. Some truly psychotic, others just playing an act for leadership.
Whatever happened to poor Victor? Fabian never asked Eddie to let him out. Maybe he's dead. Maybe he's alive…
Maybe he's undead.
As for the others, they don't have much relevance in this story, do they? Maybe they will, soon...maybe they'll never have relevance. They don't do much anyway, right…?
But what will we do with poor Fabian and Amber? Slowly dying…
They look like the duffle bags…their threading slowly coming undone.
One by one.
