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    Rin started to run out if the camp. "Follow me. I know where we can go and it's out only chance!" He yelled, already on his way back to town. He jogged lightly, waiting for the rest of the group to catch up before he crossed the road.


    Devin clung to Kane's back for dear life. Everyone she could see was panicked, even the ghosts seemed to be alarmed and on the run from some sort of threat.

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    Donovan--18 year old asylum escapee. Has schizophrenia, insomnia, and possibly Cotard's syndrome.
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    Karen Beech--16 year old girl with multiple personality disorder (dissociative personality disorder) and this alternate personality could be diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder.
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    Donovan;;
    Don grabbed the branch from the ground as he was dragged past it by Izy. He wasn't sure where they were going, but if it was far, he didn't want his leg to fall off. He didn't have any belongings that he needed, except for his jacket which he put over his shoulders, so he just stumbled after the group, trying to ignore the pain in his leg. "Guys," he yelled, "how do you know the dogs are from the asylum? They could be some innocent dogwalker!" He did think that the paranoia was justified, considering what they'd been through, but it was just dogs, right?

















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    Karen;;
    Karen stuffed her feet into her sneakers and took off after the rest of the group, making sure Danny was with her. She took her knife out of her belt. It wouldn't help her run, but it comforted her to have a sharp thing to stab the bad guys with.















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    OOC;;


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    Kane sauntered behind them, keeping pace with the others.


    Mark raced behind Rin, "Were not going into the city, are we?" He asked slowly.


    Calison ran at the head of the group, alarm fresh in her eyes.

    Rin shook his head. "No. But the only way we can get there is to get a car. I saw one that seems abandoned but it still works." He said, still running. Rin ran into an ally until a car came into view. It was a black SUV with the doors unlocked. "Get in everyone." He said, hopping into the front driver seat.



    Devin pointed to where Rin ran. "Follow Rin." She urged, feeling nervous about the dogs. She saw the others and waved them along. "Come on you guys, He's going to win the race." She lied, trying to sound normal and offer a cover up to why they were running.

    Kane set her down outside the car, but halted outside. He looked back at where the dogs were coming from, his face turning blank. Faint ringing echoed through his ears.


    Mark stuffed the bag into the trunk, "O-ok, but we have to act...natural... Wait two seconds!! You're too young to drive!!"


    Calison giggled at Mark's comment, finding it funny.

    Rin shook his head, "I'm seventeen dude. I'm not a baby!" Rin answered, "in pretty good at Grand Theft Auto anyway.." He mumbled jokingly. Rin clicked the 'power' and turned the steering wheel, the engine somehow rumbled to life. "Hurry up!"



    Devin tugged Kane's arm. "Get in the car!" She urged, pulling harder to try and snap Kane out of his trance. She opened the door to the car and tried to shove Kane inside. "We gotta go!"

    He grew a bit angrier, but didn't hurt Devin. He felt a sharp blow to his head and yelped, finally getting shoved into the car. He held the back of his head tightly, gritting his teeth against the ache.


    Mark sighed, regretting hitting him.
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    Calison dove into the trunk. "I'll sit back here!"

    Once everyone was in the car Rin pressed the gas pedal and began to drive down the streets of the small town. After quickly making his way to the single road to the woods he pressed the gas pedal farther down, speeding the car up.



    Devin moved onto Kane's lap, not feeling comfortable anywhere else in the car. "Kane?" She asked, "are you ok?" Devin followed up with concern in her voice.

    Mark sat in the front passenger seat, "Whoa WHOah WHOAH!!" He shouted, sensing Rin speed up.


    He continued to cover his head, growling softly as the ache throbbed in the back of his head.

    Rin rolled his eyes and continued at the same speed. "I'm only going 60 Mark.. Chill" He teased, not taking his eyes off of the road. He saw a forest in the distance, not the same one they they were in before, this forest was much thicker with trees and looked much wilder.

    "You're no fun." Rin smirked as he slowed the car to 45. He drove into the forest and turned onto a long and narrow driveway covered in moss and other debris. Even after three miles, the driveway' send was still out if sight. "Now can I speed up?" He asked, getting fed up with the slow speed.


    Devin closed her eyes and sighed.. "I'm sorry Kane."

    o-oSkullyo-o wrote:


    Gonna wait for mechanical... :P

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    Donovan--18 year old asylum escapee. Has schizophrenia, insomnia, and possibly Cotard's syndrome.
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    Karen Beech--16 year old girl with multiple personality disorder (dissociative personality disorder) and this alternate personality could be diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder.
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    Donovan;;
    Don stared out the window, watching everything fly past. "Maybe you should slow down...speeding will just attract attention." It had been a while since he had ridden a car.

















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    Karen;;
    Karen looked paler than usual, and stayed still, hand on her stomach and eyes trained on the window. She was bad with cars. She was fine on any vehicle but cars.















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    OOC;; Thanks :D but I can't be on tomorrow so just pretend I'm there ok? I'm crazy busy.


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    "Yeah, just...take it easy..." Mark said in choppy sentences, leaning his head against the seat and closing his eyes.


    He didn't answer, covering his head. The throbbing began to grow quieter...replaced by ringing.


    Calison began speaking to the rocks.

    Rin sped up slightly, just until the end if the driveway was in sight. Then, he parked the car and turned it off. "Welcome everyone... To my old home." He announced, while opening the car door and stepping out.


    Devin climbed outside of the car after getting off of Kane's lap. "Let's pick rooms!" She said, already knowing which of the five she wanted.

    Marcus looked at the house with wide eyes. He smiled and hopped out, going around the side. "Come on, Kane. Let's go." Kane didn't move, still covering his head. Mark reached in to grab his arm, "Kane, let's g-" he was punched square in the nose, flying back and landing on the ground. "OW, GOD!!" He shouted, feeling blood run down his nose. "...ok, maybe I deserved that."


    Kane crawled out after him, snarling. "......traitor...."

    Rin turned around and immediately rushed to Mark's side. He glared at Kane before looking around for something to wipe the blood off of Mark with. "Dude, are you ok Kitty?" He asked, his eyes going wide at the sight.


    Devin scowled at Kane. "Kane what is wrong with you?" She asked, rushing towards him with her fists bawled. She started pummeling them on Kane's chest roughly. "Get yourself under CONTROL!" She shouted, angry tears streaking her face. "Why does this happen?!" She asked angerly.

    "Oh yep. I'm ok. If a broken nose is all he can give...it's nothing, Rin. It's ok." He said calmly, getting to his feet.


    Kane just stared down at her, not flinching at the pummeling. Instead, he grabbed her by the mid section, a scowl on his face as he dragged her backward.

    Devin just continued hitting Kane. "No! Stop! Get yourself under CONTROL!" She screamed, careful not to be too loud. Her orange eyes blazed with fury but Devin shut them tightly, hiding them from the world.


    Rin nodded. "Let's get you inside. You're bloody and need to be cleaned Mr." He said, looking at the house with weary eyes. It truth, he just wanted to get Mark away from Kane and any other danger.