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Lil Ashbourne

Lil screamed and thrashed as the man grabbed her and tied her to the chair. What was even going on? One minute she had been spacing out in math and next thing she knew everyone was walking to the cafeteria. She had thought it was lunch. It wouldn't have been the first time she had lost track of time over the course of a couple classes. Now she was tied to a chair with a maniac holding a knife and a pair of scissors. Tears dripped down her face as she sobbed out, "P-p-please. D-don't." Her attention was solely focused on his face, looking for something, anything to get her out of the situation. All she saw was madness.

He reached down, as if to touch her, but all feeling had left her body. It wasn't just because the cables were cutting off the circulation either, adrenaline flooded her system. A scream ripped itself out of her throat again. This was a different scream. Not one of fear, it was much deeper. It tore at her throat, shredding it. Pain. All she felt was throbbing screaming pain. The pain filled her up and spots of black covered her vision. Her head drooped. When she lifted it a woman was in front of her untying the knots.

She stumbled out of the chair in a daze, hand naturally pressing itself to her stomach, trying to stop the bleeding. The crowd of kids parted as she walked through them. Blood dripped down her hand, leaving a trail on the ground. She was so out of focus that she didn't even notice James standing there as she moved passed him and walked out of the school. 

Jack Ashbourne

Fire burned everywhere. It was hot in the cargo of the plane, though not much as he expect. He couldn't even feel himself sweating. Ignoring the strange feelings, Jack strode quickly down the aisle between the seats. Luggage and broken equipment were everywhere. Most of the seats were empty. Jack paused silently for a moment upon seeing a dead baby laying in the middle of the isle. He stared at it, eyes becoming hard at the sight. Stepping carefully around he moved passed, shoving the thought out of his head. Where the hell was Elizabeth? He couldn't think about anything else, but finding her.

After searching the entire plane, Jack finally accepted that she wasn't there. The fire was closing in on him, he had to get out soon, or he'd never have a chance of finding Elizabeth. Smoke filled the cabin; he could barely see at he walked towards the entrance. Stepping outside he looked down to see his glove on fire. Instantly he reacted by thrusting it away from himself, and whipping off the glove to prevent it from burning his hand. He froze, the world slowing down around him, as the burning glove slowly drifted to the ground. His hand was gone... All that was left were... bones. 

He twisted it, just like he normally would with his actual hand and watch it turn and twitch. A sudden thought crossed his mind and he ripped off his other glove. Again bone. Ripping open his white shirt, the white of his rib cage exposed itself. He could see through it to the black white of the inside of his shirt on the other side of his body. There were no organs. He didn't even have a heart. Reaching up with one skeleton hand Jack tentatively moved to touch his face. He was scared at what he would find. When the fingers laid down on his skull, he felt... bone. His face was gone. Quickly the fingers roamed across the rest of his face, search for clues, answers. Nothing was left, no mouth, no ears, no hair, no eyes. What was happening to him?!?
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