My Heart Is Beating So Fast

My body halts up immediately at the sound of the familiar voice and without warning vague memories of the past hours flood back into my brain , the panic , the need for survival , the hell .

“Please help me. I don't want to die right now. I don't want to die, Bob.”

doesn’t much matter. Slowly you open the door and it creaks. Shoot! The fear inside of you triples. You

Padre is sweating, now steadying the weapon with two hands, he suddenly shuts his eyes tight and fires one round, striking the outlaw in the belly

His assailant stands snarling over him, and before L can think he has kicked up, utilizing every childhood wrestling skill and what little he had started to learn from his capoeira lessons, and there is a knife clattering to the ground beside him.

" Your gonna stop screaming for one , you sound like a little girl, second your gonna pack some clothes and leave, Okay?" He grabs my arms and starts shaking me.

With the dull thud the locker is shut and we are off on our way to nourishment. Talking as we go. You hear talk of almost everything.

Running down the walkway, I hear faint voices approaching. The masks are on their way.

He directs the camera to an angle which can view both himself and his new friend. Walking in shuffled steps, he makes his way to the humanoid that stands less than a metre apart from him. He flicks a switch on it’s “abdomen” and steps back to observe his results.

BANG. The shot of the gun pierces my ears. I can see the worry in Will’s eyes. He gives me one last look are he tries to grab my wrist. Everything is in slow motion. The timekeeper frames his gun dead on Will if he somehow survived. I wish he survived. How could he. Will was just trying to save me. The timekeeper changes his direction and points his gun straight on me. I am by Will’s side covered in blood, tears escaping my eyes. The tears for Will and the anger for the timekeeper. The timekeeper points the gun up to my head and the last thing I remember is the BANG of the gun as I am looking at Will and I feel the tears on my face. Remembering

The rags swarm, He pulls his trigger again, but his arm is pushed up, the bullet blasts through the plaster ceiling, the dust slowly falls. The crowd grabs him, pulls him down. Their many hands pull, dragging him to the ground. He fires again, the crack hitting

"Abigail!Dylan!" Mason rushes in in a tail-spin.The man is startled so the bullet hits me in my stomach and i fall back.Mason didn't seem to see the bullet,as she rushed towards Dylan

A sharp sound and a short scream of pain escape the man before falling down knowing that death is now coming for him, but the culprit cannot rest as two more armored enemies appear from behind the dead man: he deflects a downward swing from the first one before dodging a thrust from the second, while trying to get back into his stance an impact hits him as the man he dodged shoulder bashes him using the momentum from his thrust.

Sucking in a few deep breaths, I flip the gate open and stalk up the steps, keeping my balance.

I hear them get closer and closer as the porch creaks every step to the door. My heart feels like its pounding through my chest, and sweat is pouring off my face as I sprint in a panic. I hear the key turning and the door opening just as I jump out the window.