CYS: Head to Jessies house
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You tear your gaze away from the pandemonium and sprint to Jessie's house. A one story house, it has four bedrooms minus the main living room. You jump over the small fence separating your yards without breaking your stride, and sprint through her brightly colored flower bed. As you reach the front porch, you see her door battered down and hear her scream inside. Your heart drops and you make for the door, but a little voice in the back of your mind warns you to be cautious I don't know whose in there or how many. Hell, this could be a trap. I need to think about this. You ignore the thought of abandoning your friend screw that, I'm going in You make your way to the door. As you approach the entrance, you hear her crying and shouting, while a strange man laughs. Something shatters, and you hear a struggle. Whatever's happening, you need to move fast. A quick glance behind you shows that no one seems to be paying any attention to you. You step forward quietly, before peeking around the door frame inside.
The main room is a mess. What once was a glass table with two comfy sofas facing a large T.V is now a wreck, the sofas toppled, the table shattered, and the t.v pulled off the wall. The room is illuminated only by the light from outside, giving it a haunting vibe. But you are to distracted by Jessie and her attacker. She is on the ground, with two men holding her. One is behind her, holding her up while he pulls her pajama shirt off to reveal her breasts. With one arm he holds her arms back, the other he gropes her. He is a tan man with a red muscle shirt and jeans. The other man has ripped her pants off and is trying to pry her legs open. He is a small black man, his pants around his ankles, and a white tank top stained with sweat and blood. Jessie is sobbing while struggling to get out of their grasps. Her short black hair is messed up and sticking out, her pale freckled face contorted in fear and pain. None of them have noticed you, so you have time to plan an attack... so what the hell do you do?
