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    alright! should we start that plot in the next post?


    Valerie watched as Annie gave her a paper with her number before she walked inside her house and closed the door, the blonde disappearing in seconds. The girl put the number in her pocket, taking her phone out and seeing her brother's multiple replies, telling her: Val, you have to listen to me; you can't come back home; you're not going to be safe there; You can't go back to school either. She shot back: Well, I just got back from dropping off the girl, and I'm coming home. I need to. She then put the car in drive again and turned back to where the school was. It was still open. There were cars–student cars–still parked, the lights were still on, and there were students still in the building.


    Her phone buzzed again: Val, please, just trust me. Stay at a friend's house for a few days; Please; I don't want you getting hurt, or worse. When her eyes glanced away from the frantic messages, the time said that it was 1:45 pm. They all got out at exactly 1:30, no exceptions. So why we're there students still in the school?

    -sure :)-

    Annie took her phone out of her bag and set it on the table, hoping for a text from Val. She didn't know why she was hopeful, but something told her that Val was different. This wasn't a practical joke. Set up by her bullies or whatever. But Annie sat there, without a single notification. Just as always. Annie's phone suddenly started making that horrible Amber Alert noise, and about five appeared on her phone. All the same car description. She shivered at the thought of being kidnapped and turned off all of the lights in her home, and turned down the tv. Hoping to look as if no one was home.

    Annie wasn't afraid of the dark, and even though it was only almost 2pm it was dark in her house. She closed the blinds and draped and had a kitchen knife sitting next to her phone. She didn't have a good life, but it was a life she didn't want to give up. Her mind started wandering to Val. Maybe she was kidnapped, or worse. Maybe that's why she hadn't texted Annie. Or maybe it's just because she wasn't home yet. It's been almost half an hour since Annie was dropped off, though.

    For some reason, Val had decided to park her car across the street from the school, her phone in her hand. She hadn't replied to her brother since he had sent the messages, but she left them read so that he knew the girl was still alive. At least, for now. She entered Annie's number on her phone and sent her a quick text: Hey, I'm back at the school. There's still students here, and it's almost 2:00. Something doesn't seem right about it though. I'm gonna go check it out. If anything happens to me, I'll most likely be taken somewhere on the first floor. Once she sent it, she locked her car door and stepped toward the building. There were five Amber Alerts on her phone once she did, and they were all the same car–someone she knew.


    A shudder ran down her spine, and she kept her phone on, in case something happened. Her brown hair flew in her face as the wind began to pick up. The lights were still on in the building, and she could see silhouettes through the windows–silhouettes of students, not just any random people. The cars she saw earlier were still parked, none of them had moved. She approached the door slowly, like something would explode if she wasn't extremely careful. Her hand wrapped around the handle, and the door was unlocked. There was a coldness in the hallway when she entered, and before she could step further, she felt a pinch in her neck, and her legs gave way. She fell to the ground, and the last thing she saw before everything went black was a woman–a redhead–leaning over her.

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    Annie's phone finally shut up. The Amber Alert tone ringing in her ears. She finally relaxed a bit, until her phone went off again. This time, it was a text. She gasped lightly and grabbed the phone. Cautiously reading it. She made the number a contact, assuming it was Val. Oh no.. Val. Don't check it out! It's like every classic horror movie! Go home! She typed quickly and sent, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. The first friend she makes. The first person to be kind to her.

    Annie stood up from the couch and grabbed her backpack and the kitchen knife. She stuffed it in the drink pouch on the side of the bag and shut off the tv. She had to help Val. She just knew something bad was going to happen. No one should be at school. Annie ran out the door and down the street. She didn't have a plan. She was probably going to end up like the other missing kids.

    She jogged down the side walk, trying to turn this half hour walk into a fifteen minute run. She took her phone out of her pocket and opened messages again, still running. Val please leave the school! I don't want anything bad happening to you!
    She sent, desperately trying to save her only friend.

    Val was woken up by the sound of her phone buzzing, but she couldn't move. She felt the tile under her, and there were no restraints on her. Her eyelids were heavy, but she forced them open, and was met with darkness. Her head pounded, and she groaned as she tried to piece together her surroundings. The school... the shadows... the incidents... Her phone went off again, and she reached into her pocket to find it there–two messages from Annie, and an Amber Alert. Both texts were almost twenty minutes ago, and the Amber Alert was mere seconds ago. The description was her car–her name was on there. That was all she was–another name that meant nothing.


    She sighed softly opened the messages app on her phone, looking at the ones from Annie, begging for her to leave the school. She felt her consciousness slipping again when she typed up the message: Too late. I'm already here, and... it's not good... someone's got me held in one of the rooms, I can't tell which one though. Please, just come find me, but be careful. Once she hit send, she let her phone drop to the floor next to her, and the dizziness overtook her soon after, causing everything to fade away once again.

    Annie had just made it to the school. Covered in sweat and her breath hitching in her throat. She gasped as her phone went off again. Another amber alert- for Val! She started walking quickly to the school, wait no. Her phone buzzed again. Her heart stopped as she read the message and she ran to the school. She pushed open the door. Silence. Darkness. She hated it. She grabbed the kitchen knife and walked over to the wall, putting her left hand against it and feeling around. Gotcha!

    Annie didn't know what to do. She was shaking. She couldn't hear anything, that was, until she pulled the fire alarm. She wasn't sure if anyone was here, or if they were conscious. Or is they'd even respond to the fire alarm, but she had no other ideas. She ran down the dark hallways, looking into each room with her phone's flashlight trying to find Val. Maybe the kidnapper would be distracted trying to turn off the alarm.

    Val could hear someone in the building, but she couldn't move, couldn't talk, couldn't do anything except lay there, helpless. She was entirely numb, but she could hear everything, well, as much as the silence would allow her to. There was a dull pain in her neck, from the needle, but other than that, there was no sensation. Am I dying? God, please, no... please don't tell me it's true... The footsteps came back, quieter this time, faster, along with the fire alarm, and she knew it was Annie. The fire alarm didn't do much for her, since she couldn't really hear it. She wanted to open her eyes, to move, to do something to signal where she was, to prove that she was still alive.


    Her brother hadn't texted either; maybe he hadn't gotten the alert yet. Then again, he had warned her to not got anywhere, not even her own home. Val guessed she should've listened, because if she had... she wouldn't be here, close to what she assumed was death. She was still between the line of conscious and unconscious, but more on the unconscious side, she thought. As long as Annie found her before something worse happened, she could be fine.

    Annie shined her light into a room. Her English classroom. There were two people laying unconscious in there. She recognized them as the two girls who had a locker on either side of her. She was about to keep going but something made her open the door. Annie was human after all, and so were they. She would help them then get Val.

    Annie ran in the dropped to her knees by them. They were awake, looking around frantically, but they seemed to be paralyzed. This was not good. "K-Kelly?" She mumbled, trying to lift up the blonde by her shoulders, but she was dead weight. Annie could hear their ragged, hitched, and desperate breaths filling the silent room and her heart ached for them. She couldn't help. "I-I'll come back for you.." She whispered standing up and running back into the halls.

    "V-Val?" She called into the darkness, hoping Val wasn't paralyzed like the other two girls. She continued looking into each room until she finally saw Val. Laying on the ground. She ran into the room, tears stinging her eyes seeing Val so defenseless. It was starting to get hot. The air conditioning must be turned off. And the alarm had been shut off, too.

    There was a silence soon after Val heard someone calling into the darkness, footsteps coming closer to her, and there was a fire that creeped along her skin. It took Val too longs to realize that not only had the fire alarm been turned off, but the air conditioner as well. It took every bit of willpower for her to force her eyes open. There was a blonde girl in the room, approaching her, and she swallowed with difficulty, a wave of relief washing over her. "Annie..," she whispered, pushing herself up into a sitting position, her eyes still on the girl, her friend. "Annie, thank god... I-I thought I was..."


    She trailed off once more, feeling dizzy, fading a bit, but she was mostly awake, and she was able to move, at least. As luck would have it, her phone went off again, and there were texts from her brother, five, actually: Val, are you okay?; There was an Amber Alert about you; Val?; Come on, Val, you'd better not be dead; Dammit, Val! Please, just say something.

    Annie dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around Val, trying to help her up. "Ignore your phone, Val. We have to get out of here. Now. They turned off the alarm they're probably coming." She said with a tone mixed with urgency and desperation. She thought she heard footsteps, but the noise soon vanished and she shook the thought off as her imagination.

    Annie hauled Val to her feet, and supported her as she led them to the door. There was an emergency exit further down the hall, with a glowing red exit sign above it. She wasn't sure if Val would make it, she could tell she was drifting in and out of consciousness.

    Val let Annie lift her up and take her out of the room, and she could slightly see the glaring red light of the emergency exit through the darkness clouding her vision. She had put her phone in her pocket moments before, praying that her brother wouldn't call the police or think that she was dead. At this point, she wasn't so sure if she was alive or not. She felt her heart beating, but she wasn't sure if she was just hearing things now.


    As the red light loomed closer, she glanced lazily over at Annie, and whispered, "I'm sorry..," before everything went black again, and her head fell against the blonde's shoulder.

    Annie almost tripped as Val's full weight fell onto Annie's shoulder. She pulled herself back up and trudged towards the door once again. Suddenly the red glow disappeared and she was trapped in darkness. Anxiety and claustrophobia grasped at her lungs, her breath hitching as she kept going straight. "It's okay, Val. We're going to make it.." She said placing a hand against the emergency exit and pushing.

    Locked? How could it have been Locked? From the inside. And put her back against the walls, her glossy eyes threatening to sob as she carefully placed Val in a sitting position. Annie pulled out her phone and dialed 911. "9-1-1 what's your emergency?" The operator asked calmly. "I-I'm at *idk* highschool. Please send help. Lots of it. Everyone you can. M-My friend, Valerie. She's unconsious and there are other people here. They're not well. Please hurry!" She whisper-yelled into the phone.

    The only light she could see was the light coming in through the front entrance, which was over a hundred feet from where they had slumped over. "Alright ma'am. We're sending all available officers and EMTs to your location. Please stay on the call with me to ensure your safety." She said, again calm as could be, which slightly unnerved Annie.

    ooc; I'm thinking that the EMTs could arrive in this post, and then once they do, maybe Val could die for a few posts, and they'd try to bring her back? Of course, only if that's okay with you^^


    ic; Val could faintly hear Annie's voice, but it was getting farther away with each second, her phone the only thing that kept her as alive as she could be. Her brother... she should've listened to him. She wouldn't be here, almost dead, if she had. Annie wouldn't have to go through extra worry just to get her back. None of this would've gotten worse if she had just done what she had been asked to do.


    Annie had called someone, judging by the response she had heard on the other line. Her heartbeat was almost silent by the time she heard sirens from outside, followed by her phone buzzing even more in her pocket. Val heard dozens of footsteps coming their way, as well as separating into the rooms, and by the time they got to her and Annie, she couldn't feel or hear anything, not even her heartbeat.

    yeah that sounds good ouo-

    Annie held Val close, resting her head on Val's. "You're going to be okay, Val. I called for an ambulance. Look, that.. that's them n- Val? Val come on!" She said, no longer hearing her rugged breaths. She stood up and was about to pull Val up when a couple of men, in EMT clothes pulled her up instead, holding Annie back. "N-No! She's dying you have to help her!" She screamed.

    "Ma'am, please calm down. Our staff will do everything possible to help her." He said, looking sympathetically down at annie before jogging back to his colleagues to help with Val. "There.. There are more. Just check the classrooms!" She shouted as they quickly walked off, leaving her behind.

    She started running to catch up. Maybe Val was breathing, and Annie just missed it. She was surely fine, right? What could the kidnapper have done to her? Rage boiled Annie's blood, a feeling she had never gotten before. She was usually calm. She ignored the bullies. She let it slide when her mom cussed her out. She usually never got mad. But her one, and only friend is about to die, and why?

    Val could feel air rushing toward her, but she couldn't move at all. She was certain she was dead, so why could she hear everything? Her head was laying against someone's shoulder, but she couldn't tell who it was. The person held her close, almost desperately, but she knew it wasn't Annie, not by a long shot. There were at least two other people that were shouting, and she was put down on something–a stretcher. Cold fingers pressed against her neck, she felt the presence of someone over her, and for a second, it seemed like everyone was holding their breath. "Dammit, no pulse, no bresthing..," someone whispered.


    Val felt a mask being put over her mouth–an oxygen mask-and someone started pressing down on her chest, hard. It was unbearable, and she wanted to tell them to stop, but she couldn't do anything about it. She couldn't open her eyes, she couldn't move, nothing.

    Annie wanted desperately to stay with Val, but she knew there were at least two people waiting for death in a class room. "S-Sir, in here!" She yelled, getting the attention of two men standing next to the people treating Valerie. They ran over to Annie and quickly saw the young girls' bodies laying on the ground. They bent over, each one of them inspecting a girl. "They're breathing, barely." One said, and the other nodded before they both scooped them up in their arms and hauled them to the exit.

    Annie sighed with relief before running back to Valerie. "Is she okay? Let me see her!" She squeaked over the men. "Ma'am she is in critical condition we are going to have to ask you to ride with a police officer to the hospital so we have space to revive her." Revive her? Those last words echoed in Annie's mind. She was dead? Dying? Annie's eyes began to water as the officers who had been searching the building were returning to the crowd.

    Valerie could hear Annie's worried voice reach her ears, and the EMT continued to push down on her chest, air flowing into her lungs every few seconds. She wanted to come back and reassure that she would be fine, but she was doubting that. There was a small crack that sent searing pain through her limp body, but she couldn't do anything to stop it. She could tell they cracked one of her ribs, but that could be fixed. Her life couldn't be replaced. As the seconds turned into minutes, the girl felt her shirt being cut away, someone said she was going into 'v-fib,' whatever that meant, and that the EMTs needed to shock her.


    "We're losing her," a male voice said. "Come on, girl. Help us out here." Footsteps sounded to her left, and she felt something being placed on her chest and side, and her mind started going to her brother. What if she didn't make it? What if they decided she wasn't worth bringing back? What would they tell him? What would they tell her mother? And Annie... what would she do?

    Annie was silently dragged to a police car as she watched the doors on the ambulance Val was in slam close and the sirens blasted. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks at the thought of losing her new friend, but she couldn't bring herself to make any noise. She sat in the back of the police car with her seat belt on and her knees pulled to her chest. Maybe she was being over dramatic, but Val was the first person in this whole high school to show her any compassion what so ever. She couldn't loose that.

    "Is she going to be okay?" She mumbled, her voice hoarse from all the yelling. "I don't know, kiddo, but they're doing everything they can." The cop said sympathetically before flicking on the sirens and following the ambulance to the hospital. Annie was tired of the sympathy. She didn't need it when she was being relentlessly bullied and she doesn't need it now. A tone of voice can't help. She made a silent prayer to a God she didn't believe in, but hoped could show her some forgiveness. She had been a good person through all the mean words and humiliation. Why did she deserve this life.

    Annie's heart beat was rapid and her breath was quick, but you couldn't tell by looking at her. The tears had stopped and her eyes showed no emotion. She could hardly process emotion, at the time. Val is dead. She's dead and everyone at school is going to treat me worse, because she isn't there to protect me. What am I talking about? All she did was give them dirty glances. But all the guys want her, so they obey. Now she's dead and they are going to do what ever they want. She yelled in her mind as they approached the hospital.

    Val could feel another rush of air, the sound of doors closing, and the sound of a vehicle's tires squeaking against the road. One EMT kept doing compressions, while two more checked the IV and kept the oxygen mask stable respectively. Someone said they had about five minutes until they would get to the hospital. Her mind, as fuzzy as it was, was on Annie. She knew that the blonde thought she was dead, and now all the students were only going to make it worse for her just because she didn't make it through. All because of who she was, sand they would take advantage of her most likely ending up in a morgue.


    The vehicle came to screeching stop, and she was transported to another stretcher, which in turn was traded for a creaky, movable hospital bed. After several minutes–she'd say about seven–of the EMTs reviving her, a deep breath entered her lungs, and finally, she could feel and hear her heart beating alongside the monitor, which had been going off for the last three minutes. Two fingers were once again placed on the side of her neck, and someone shouted, "We've got a pulse!" Val opened her eyes slowly, uncertainly, to find a young man leaning over her, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. There was still the echo of concern and desperation in his dark eyes, but he smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder, opposite of where the IV was. "Welcome back, girlie."


    Val felt a small smile tugging at her lips, and there was a cold breeze traveling up her now exposed stomach, but she didn't care. She was here, she was alive.

    Annie buried her head in her knees as they pulled into the hospital. Was Annie going to have to tell her parents their daughter was dead? Annie barely knew Val, and didn't know who in the world her parents were. Did Valerie have siblings? Her family is probably worried sick for her. Oh, and not to mention the serial kidnapper, probably murder now, is no where to be found. Annie's mind was going wild, and the car ride was brutally silent until they parked the car.

    "We're here kiddo. I hope your girlfriend's okay." He gave her a warm smile and unlocked the doors. "N-No shes.. not my.." Annie tried to say, but she could barely breath anyway. The officer nodded, but Annie couldn't read his expression. She got out of the car, and closed the door. The officer pulled out of the space, and back on the road, probably back to the high school. Annie sighed and adjusted her bag. She had left the knife in the room Val had been in, but decided it didn't matter. She stared speed-walking towards the ambulance, who was getting Val's stretcher out of the back doors. Annie swore she saw Val's open eyes, and she could finally catch her breath.

    -maybe the officers could find the knife, and since it has Annie's fingerprints they arrest her as a suspect or something :)-