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Alisdragon911Penny heard Christian's voice in her head, or was it in the room? Penny's vision was dark, her eyes almost unseeing. Her body hurt. She felt her muscles strain with every breath and movement and she thought that maybe she was asking too much of Christian. Could she do this? Penny willed her arms and legs to move- and they did! Slowly. Everymovement felt as if her skin was melting off and she felt cold. Was this really what it felt like to be drained of almost all your blood? Slowly, she struggled to push herself into a standing position, but eventually was able to.
Once she was up on her two feet, she felt as if she were going to fall over again. She still couldn't see anything well and her head spun like a top. She groaned and put a hand on the side of her head to try and steady herself. "C-Christian?" Penny tried to focus on her surroundings and found that with her little range of vision, she was able to see an opening in the wall that most likely led to a door. There was a figure, frozen in place staring at her across the room, but Penny shook her head. No. She had to make it out. Five minutes. Four now? Maybe three? She didn't know.
Placing her hands on the walls, she followed them through the hole in the wall and up to the door. Penny placed her hands on the locks and rested her forehead on the wood. Despite everything she had been through as a kid and teenager with her mom, this was probably the worst pain she'd ever felt and that admission scared her. She took a few breaths, but she still felt as if she couldn't breathe. Just... a few seconds. A little break. She fumbled for the lock and a she did, wondered where she would go. She couldn't go to her house. They kidnapped her off the porch, so that's where they would look first. Unlocking the door, she stumbled out into the cold night breeze. She was already shivering, so the breeze didn't make it any easier to move. It stole whatever remaining breath she had right out of her lungs and she coughed.
Did she...? Penny stumbled off the porch steps and fell to her knees, disoriented. The world spun and she couldn't make it stop. She felt her pocket and sighed in relief. She did. She had her cell phone. She would be able to call the police. Penny took her phone out, ignoring the burning of her arms, and dialled 911. While ringing, she was able to push herself up once more. Maybe it was adrenaline, or maybe it was the prospect of actually getting out alive, but she felt less pain and more determination. She could do this.
"911, what's your emergeny?"
"3672," She coughed. Her mouth felt dry. "Willowbrook Street."
"Hello? Ma'am?"
"Help me. Please. They're going to get me." Penny made it around the corner fromt he house lot before she collapsed. Her vision went completely dark and she felt tears leak from her eyes. "Please." She knew, that no matter how hard she tried, her body would not listen anymore.
I'm sorry, Mister Reaper. This is as far as I could make it. Maybe I'm really weak, after all.
Once she was up on her two feet, she felt as if she were going to fall over again. She still couldn't see anything well and her head spun like a top. She groaned and put a hand on the side of her head to try and steady herself. "C-Christian?" Penny tried to focus on her surroundings and found that with her little range of vision, she was able to see an opening in the wall that most likely led to a door. There was a figure, frozen in place staring at her across the room, but Penny shook her head. No. She had to make it out. Five minutes. Four now? Maybe three? She didn't know.
Placing her hands on the walls, she followed them through the hole in the wall and up to the door. Penny placed her hands on the locks and rested her forehead on the wood. Despite everything she had been through as a kid and teenager with her mom, this was probably the worst pain she'd ever felt and that admission scared her. She took a few breaths, but she still felt as if she couldn't breathe. Just... a few seconds. A little break. She fumbled for the lock and a she did, wondered where she would go. She couldn't go to her house. They kidnapped her off the porch, so that's where they would look first. Unlocking the door, she stumbled out into the cold night breeze. She was already shivering, so the breeze didn't make it any easier to move. It stole whatever remaining breath she had right out of her lungs and she coughed.
Did she...? Penny stumbled off the porch steps and fell to her knees, disoriented. The world spun and she couldn't make it stop. She felt her pocket and sighed in relief. She did. She had her cell phone. She would be able to call the police. Penny took her phone out, ignoring the burning of her arms, and dialled 911. While ringing, she was able to push herself up once more. Maybe it was adrenaline, or maybe it was the prospect of actually getting out alive, but she felt less pain and more determination. She could do this.
"911, what's your emergeny?"
"3672," She coughed. Her mouth felt dry. "Willowbrook Street."
"Hello? Ma'am?"
"Help me. Please. They're going to get me." Penny made it around the corner fromt he house lot before she collapsed. Her vision went completely dark and she felt tears leak from her eyes. "Please." She knew, that no matter how hard she tried, her body would not listen anymore.
I'm sorry, Mister Reaper. This is as far as I could make it. Maybe I'm really weak, after all.