Liam walked briskly, his eyes scanning the area for the girls. Who did they think they are, acting like that. He planned to let them know how he felt, preferably without any violence. In the process of looking around, he heard a violent, bloodcurdling scream. The hair on the back of his neck stood up, a shiver running up his spine. His pace quickened, trying to help the person that screamed, while trying to remain rational. Not very easy. When you hear something like that, the bodies natural reaction is to run. His heart hammered in his chest, even feeling the beating of it in his hands. He took a startled step backwards when a figure appeared, immediately reconizing something was wrong, he stepped towards her, as she rushed at him. 

He felt her hands grasp his shoulders, her words shocking him. He said," I need you to... To..." His eyes widened as her condition suddenly worsed, pulling back like she was diseased, which she was. He could only watch in shock as she died in front of him. He took another step back, staring blankly at the body in front of him. His mouth was partially open, but no words came. Finally, after several seconds he managed to communicate, one word.

"Help!" He broke out into a cold sweat, his breath becoming shorter. He wouldn't be surprised if he was going into shock. How could one not in this situation honestly.