CYS: sneak up behind them

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You struggle to contain your rage, you can't just run in there. You sling the rifle from your back and cock it. The men don't notice you as you enter the door way. As you raise the gun, the man holding her down notices you. He stands up suddenly with a shout, revealing his face to you. Dark veins seem to snake up his body, and his eyes had a strange yellow sheen to them. As he pushes Jessie away, she kicks the second man off her and scrambles away. The first man grabs a bat and starts to charge at you. You panic and fire a shot in his gut, causing him to lurch forward. A second shot to the chest sends him on his back, coughing up blood as he groans. The second man stands and looks at you, anger etched in his face. You both stare at each other, your gun trained on him. The one you shot stops groaning.The shouts and gun shots from outside grow louder. The man looks at your gun, looks at you, then back at the gun. You play with the idea of letting him leave, but you hear Jessie whimper in fear and pain from the corner, and your anger flares back up and you pull the trigger. The shot hits the man in the head, his brains and bone splattering the wall and floor behind him. His corpse falls on the floor, twitching as the blood pools around the bodies. slinging the gun onto your back, you look for Jessie, stepping over the bodies.

She is curled up in a ball, her pants shredded and her shirt torn. Tears run down her frighten face as she looks at the bodies in horror. As you approach, she flinches and tries to cover her body up with her arms. You try to calm her with soothing words as you slowly hug her. She latches on and begins sobbing harder " they, they were going to rape me! The- why would they do this? They were my neighbors, I knew them. What made them do this?!" You try search for an explanation, but all you can think about is Fred's last words, his vague warning. you open your mouth to explain, but can't force the words out. can't tell her how you killed Freddy. luckily she only seems to be partially paying attention She stares at the bodies over your shoulder, until you finally force her to look at you " listen, we need to leave here. Now. So let's go get you some clothes and you'll come with me, ok?" She nods, before standing up. You look back at bodies, hoping they were dead while wishing they weren't. Watching the pool of blood grow and the bodies twitch, you can be sure they are dead. You let out a shaky sigh, before sitting on the sofa and watching the door. She goes into her room, shutting the door to get changed, and as you lean back, you feel your gun against your back. You shudder as you remember the feeling of shooting the attackers. You look at the men, noting how big and strong they looked " Good thing I didn't use a knife" you mutter to yourself, the image of you running at the bastards with nothing but a kitchen knife running though your head. For some reason you find this funny, laughter escaping your lips. As you chuckle, you notice your hands are shaking and you feel adrenaline coursing through your veins. You look back at the men you shot, and the realization of what you did hits you " holy shit, I killed them... I killed Fred. He's dead... they are all dead" All a sudden you throw up, your dinner splattering on the floor. No, I didn't have a choice you tell yourself this to calm down, justify what you did. And you were right, you didn't have a choice. Those men were going to rape Jessie, probably kill her too. As you calm down, Jessie appears from the hallway. She wears some dark jeans, and a red hoodie. You see her eyes red from crying, but she gives you a determined look. You stand up and go next to her " You alright?" She nods before walking away from you. As she looks at the floor silently.


So now what? You consider the options you have.

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