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Topic Started: Dec 17 2016, 07:52 PM (563 Views)
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((Alice Baker continued from Last Days))

Gently tugging at her captured arm, Alice looked up at Sandra.

A small part of her wanted to go back and apologize. But she knew better; Sandra had been concerned for her safety, and it wasn't worth it to throw that back in the other girl's face. She meant well, after all, and hadn't Alice been thinking better safe than sorry?

"It's okay. Thanks."

Alice looked around. The room smelled foul, and Alice didn't think she wanted to know why. But then, without thinking about it, she looked over at the dark shape by the wall, and realized it was a dead body.

She gasped and pointed. "Sandra!"
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Alice was having a bad day, it seemed. She kept running into stressful situations, and this was no exception. As soon as she turned her wide eyes to Sandra, a voice echoed menacingly into the room.

For a deranged moment, Alice thought she was being accosted by some form of malevolent psychopomp. She dismissed it quickly, of course; the boy in the doorway was clearly normal and not supernatural, and what kind of absurd spirit guide wielded a lead pipe?

Unfortunately, that left the other option irrefutable. He was a student, but clearly not a friendly one. And Alice and Sandra were more-or-less unarmed. If he wanted, he could probably beat them to death, especially if he killed Sandra first and Alice couldn't fight himoffandhe-

Sandra spoke again and startled Alice out of her panic. She stared forward at Alan, holding his makeshift weapon, and briefly contemplated trying to blitz past him, knock him aside and run with Sandra in tow.

But she didn't. She froze. As was quickly becoming her modus operandi. She continued looking at him like a startled deer and wondered if he was going to attack or not.
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Alice had no idea what he was talking about, but he was terrifying nonetheless.

She shrunk back from him as he spoke. Was this for real? Did a boy like this really exist in school, waiting for a moment where he could menace two innocent girls in a dark, isolated corridor? It was bizarre, how he spoke, with casual nonchalance. Alice was frightened.

Sandra spoke, and it took Alice a split second to understand. It was only when the other girl charged at the boy that her companion's direction made sense. She was providing a distraction.

Alice reacted quickly, bolting towards the room, keeping along the edge of the wall to expand the gap between her and her assailant.
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She glanced back. A mistake.

She saw Sandra get hit, get back up and keep going. After that, she closed her eyes and ran, but the image burned into her mind. Just keep going. Sandra was right behind her. A white lie, what people in movies tell children when they know they won't make it out but don't want to hold the kid back with regret.

Alice wasn't a kid. She knew Sandra might die. But she ran. She ran with the hope that in a few moments, minutes or longer they could meet up and Alice could breathe a sigh of relief that she wasn't abandoning someone to their death. Like she had left Scarlett, only for the other girl to die maybe minutes later. She hoped that didn't happen again. But it probably would, somewhere on this island.

The sounds of savagery and conflict followed Alice even as she fled.

((Alice Baker continued in The Latest Story That I Know is the One I'm Supposed to Go Out With))
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