Homicide and Havoc on Halloween
“Let’s go back the other direction, Octavia,” you say as you turn around. “NO. I WANT THAT CANDY!” She yells. Then, without notice she runs into the busy street. Your instincts tell you to run after her and so you and Scarlett do. Faster and faster you must hustle to catch up and get her out of the street before it's too late. Your heart thumps harder than it ever has before. It rings in your ears, and feel like it's bouncing all around in your body. You reach your arm out to grab her, and you pull her back into your arms. After that, everything seemed to go into slow motion. You all begin to run to the end of the street and you are almost to the other side. But, then a blinding light suddenly is lighting up the whole side of your body. The light felt like it was growing closer, it felt like it was getting hotter and hotter. Then, suddenly a rush of pain filtrates through your body, like you've just been struck by electricity. A blaring horn screams in your ear. And that is the last you remember.
You wake up in a dimly lit room. It smells of plastic and sterilizer. You are lying in a small hosital bed with a scratchy aqua blue blanket over you. You move your arm to try to sit up, and as soon as you do your body writhes in protest. It feels like your leg is on fire, and as you look at it there is a huge gash with crimson blood dried all around it. Your back feels like its out of place from my spin. Like its been wrenched out from under my skin, and its exposed, which makes it pang with discomfort each time you inhale. “How long have you been here? What time is it?” You wonder. It takes all of your strength not to cry out in agony. You try to get a better look at where you are. There is no one in sight, but you do see a big metal door cracked open. Curiosity sparks your mind. “What if I go explore some to see where I am?” You ask yourself. But, your whole body in pain and it would be so nice just to fall back to sleep. After all, maybe this is just an awful dream. Do you decide to sleep some more or explore your surroundings.
You wake up in a dimly lit room. It smells of plastic and sterilizer. You are lying in a small hosital bed with a scratchy aqua blue blanket over you. You move your arm to try to sit up, and as soon as you do your body writhes in protest. It feels like your leg is on fire, and as you look at it there is a huge gash with crimson blood dried all around it. Your back feels like its out of place from my spin. Like its been wrenched out from under my skin, and its exposed, which makes it pang with discomfort each time you inhale. “How long have you been here? What time is it?” You wonder. It takes all of your strength not to cry out in agony. You try to get a better look at where you are. There is no one in sight, but you do see a big metal door cracked open. Curiosity sparks your mind. “What if I go explore some to see where I am?” You ask yourself. But, your whole body in pain and it would be so nice just to fall back to sleep. After all, maybe this is just an awful dream. Do you decide to sleep some more or explore your surroundings.