Chapter 2 2

A blonde haired male walked passed a row of shops on the high street, it was getting on for midnight. A pair of blue eyes followed him. 'Arron.' The voice shouted girlishly.

Ayden stopped almost froze, he turned to see who was behind him in the darkness. 'Sasha.'

'Yes.'

'I'm so glad to see you, you can't begin to imagine just how sorry I am for what happened that night. Blake thought it would be funny to take you and Lou in there and scare you half to death we all thought it was cool you didn't and I'm sorry and I'm sorry we all laughed at yo and Lou but it was funny.' He laughed. 'I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?'

'Well they say past is past.'

'I'm glad we got that sorted out, come here.'

The dark figure walked towards Ayden. The stranger was going to follow his plan through to a T this time make the thick shit believe that he was actually the girl in the photograph. Arron rapped his arms round the dark clothed person. Who rapped there arms round Arron.

'Maybe we can put all of this behind us and start all over again.'

'O don't think so not this time.'

Ayden felt a sharp stabbing sensation to his spine. He pulled away looking at the dark clothed person in front of him. 'What's up Sasha ? I thought you said past was past.'

'I lied.' Chris said pulling his hood off his face.

'Who the fuck are you?'

'I'm your worst fuckin' nightmare as your friend found out.'

'You killed Sasha?'

'Close, but not close enough.'

'Lou.'

'Getting warmer.'

'Kayley?'

'Getting hotter.'

'Blake.'

'Spot on.'

'No!'

'Oh Yes.' He replied digging his nails further into Ayden's flesh. 'And if you don't tell me where to find the others I'll kill you too.'

'I don't know.'

'Guess what.' Chris said.

Arron looked at him his eyes glazed with fear.

'I don't believe you.'

'I don't honest'

Chris twisted his nails through Ayden's ribs each one splintering as he did so. 'I don't believe you.' He said ripping out Arron's heart squelching, dripping with blood. 'I'll keep this. Maybe I'll show your friends one day.'

Chris walked casually away as Ayden's body dropped lifelessly, silently to the ground.

Louise pushed the door open creaking as she did so. She walked cautiously through the house she walked into the seating area her breath lingered in front of her like steam on a cold winter's day. The room was filled with people sitting, they looked frozen still like they were no longer alive, and she turned quickly walking briskly out of the room.

She found herself back in the hall way she walked into a room on the far fight of the hall way, she flicked the light switch on emerging light from the light bulb that hung from the ceiling. A bath, toilet, and sink with a mirrored cabinet above it hung on the wall she must have walked into the bathroom.

She felt as if someone was in the room with her, watching her she looked round up at the light where a person hung from the light fitting by a rope stung from there neck knotted tightly. There head flopping lifelessly to one side blood seeping away from there mouth, guts spewed every where. Louise switched the light off quickly making her exit back into the hall her heart pounding.

Her eyes scanned the hall of many doors which one to choose hoping the next wasn't as bad as the last. She spotted a door on the far left of the house hoping that there was nothing hidden behind it she walked carefully over to it, opening the door she walked in the room. At the end of the room stood a single bed it felt a lot warmer in this room almost like a furnace. She went further into the room walking over to the bed where a girl sat. This room seemed okay nothing had popped out scaring her half to death. Yet!

'Hello.' Louise said. Her voice shaking nervously.

The girl turned her head looking over at Louise with her blood red eyes, cuts over her face. 'Leave this house or you'll end up like me and everything in this place.'

Louise fled out of the room and out of the house into the street where everyone was fighting. Louise began to wonder what sort of place the stranger had brought her too.

She turned suddenly there was a gun pointing at her head from a distance.

'You're next!' Someone shouted.

She had to get of there she turned running from the up brawl in the street. A shot was fired, many bullets missed her by inches but the last catching her leg. Blood gushing out of the wound down her leg she limped ignoring the pain. She ran into the forest which began to become very dark the deeper she found herself in it. Running passed trees bearing faces upon them screaming out.

Louise looked round zombies were following her through the forest she had to get out of there or they'd have her too.

She ran the zombies still following her. She came to a set of fleur de leys styled gates at the end of the forest, but where did the lead? She stood still looking at them swearing to her self that she'd saw them somewhere before, but where? The gates opened Louise walked in anywhere had to be better than where she was. The gates closed behind her at least the zombies weren't going to get her now, but would something else?! She walked through the waste ground headstones come into view as she walked deeper through the waste land she walked passed rows of headstones realising that she was in a grave yard, but why? It started to get hotter the further she walked passing millions of headstones walking over graves eeving hoping that nothing was going to grab her and pull her in. A light lit up the bottom of the grave yard she'd finally reached what she'd been following. A single coffin stood underneath it. Louise walked cautiously over to it. She stood over the coffin, why was it there standing on its own with no other coffin besides it?

She struggled, pushing off the lid. A corpse laid there she curiously lowered her hand into the open coffin the frail bony hand grabbed hers. She looked at the corpse screaming silently. Its eyes as dark as death itself.

She stared at the corpse as it pulled with him as she struggled to break free from its grip.