A SINGLE NIGHT (JUST GOT DARKER)

Now to the continuation from "A SINGLE DARK NIGHT"
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I jumped out of the window landing three storeys below.
That was how I got to be where this all began.
The body that dropped earlier and died had a cellphone on him and I took it to dial Christie's line.

She wasn't picking up. I believed she was dead.
I sat down and cried at the long dark hallway while I thought of my escape.
I left her by the pole, while I went to fetch the ice cream and she must be dead.
And its all because of me.

I moved outside and I was crawling slowly in the dark looking for a way out.
There was a fence made of net, it was torn and there was a partition down.
I crawled out and I believed that was a way out.

I got out and walked to an apartment and rested on a wall.
But suddenly, I felt a strong grip on my body
There was a hand on my mouth and a knife across my throat.
I guessed death is truly inevitable.
I believed my time to die had come.

I was too tired to struggle for survival but I could scream.
I was so scared of death and all that I would lose.

Even if I'm to die, it does not have to be this way
I can't die and have my organs used for some incitation processes.
The knife pressed my throat and left a cut.
I begged for survival and suddenly the unexpected happened.

The person dropped the knife and held my mouth pretty tight.
The person tried to stopped me from screaming.
Then I heard a feminine voice, Lo and behold, it was CHRISTIE !!!
This night just took a strange turn.
We took a walk into an apartment to rest and discuss.
What a shocking discovery !!

I forgot that she was an ex-girl from the Military School.
Her grip was quite masculine and stiff.
She was alive and safe!!!

I began my apologies because I got us into this mess we were situated in.
She said "Dave and Pamela ran home for safety, I could not go without you"
She stayed back because of me and it left tears in my eyes.

She had her phone with her and she showed me how many times she had called me.
I explained on how I lost my phone and my own experience.
She put on her flash light and I saw her face.
She had bruises but it did not disrupt her natural beauty.

I saw pain in her eyes and it was solely on me.
I thanked the heavens that she was still living and not dead.
Now we had to get out of here before any other thing goes wrong.

I asked how she got here and how she acquired the knife.
Then she began to narrate with a relatively soft voice that gave me a calm sensation.
She said, "As you left me, some dudes pulled over in cars and began to shoot randomly, so I laid on the ground and began to crawl to safety."

"While others were shooting, the rest went round the dead bodies, plunging their stomachs and removing their organs".
"It was really disgusting", she concluded.

Then she made an utterance that made me broken emotionally and filled me with guilt.
She said, " When it began, they were avenues for me to escape unarmed, but I could not go without you."
"I did not want you to experience such disaster, I had to reach out".

I wept on the inside and I felt her pain. I caused this by dragging her to the party.
It was all on me.

While she was still narrating, I was surprised how she survived this and I had to question her.
I noticed some quick movements outside our hideout but I did not consider it.
The place was way too silent for any other person to be around.
So I continued to talk and thank my stars that she was okay.

I was so happy for her survival and I grabbed her and hugged her real tight.
I refused to let go of her bosom, my thoughts roamed far and wide while I held her.
I thought on how I would get out, unseen and with her in my custody.
I lost her once and I can't do that again.

But the moment was brought to an absurd end when gunshots were fired outside and we heard numerous voices from outside our hideout.


One of them screamed, "Who's inside there!!". We remained silent but unknown to us, they heard little of our conversation.
He told us to come out and die peacefully before he enters inside.
I was sweating profusely and I held Christie's palm so firmly than ever before.
She told me she was not going out, no matter what they may say.
We moved slowly and got to the second floor where we were thinking on what step we would take.

They began a countdown for us, which went 5-4---3--2
Before he could say "1", we took to our heels and busted out through another window.
This sent us falling but landing on a truck outside the apartment.
We were injured but we did not feel it because of the situation we found ourselves.
The men noticed our escapade and began a strong chase.
They moved in different directions trying to encircle us.

My running pace was much slower this time around because I was with her and we were both injured.
The men were right behind us and were pretty angry that we made such a decision.
If there was one thing that annoyed these set of  killers is when they get disobeyed.
This was a real " DEATH OR LIFE SITUATION".

Christie fell and bruised her knee against a spiky wooden structure.
She immediately developed a fracture and was in serious pains.
I could not leave her while she cried and groaned.
The men were coming with their ammunitions and flashlights.
We had to keep going but she had seriously impaled herself and the damage that was created was quite tremendous and painful.

She had tears in her eyes while she said " John, go !!"
I could not leave her, not now, not ever.
We were going to die anyway and it had to be both of us.
I brought her into this and I would be with her to the end.
She held my neck and said, "One of us has to survive this, and it has to be you, I don't have a family and what to live for, but you do".

I began to cry while she spoke.
The men were below where we were situated and did not have access into the building we just scaled into.
They have to break the entrance in order to have access to us.
She was bleeding badly and I was situated in her own pool of blood.

I grabbed her and began to cry.
I told her I couldn't leave her. I turned and saw a bath tub which had water.
I took her body and put her in there to get cleansed, but I was too late.
She had already took her last breath. Her blood got mixed with the water from the bath tub.

I was shocked and was vibrating. Christie just died before my very eyes.
While in tears, the men had access into the building and began to climb the stairs.
I had to leave instantly but there was no other access.
I had to hide inside the place and I got inside one sophisticated closet.
They barged in and noticed her body, they took her out and began to stab her lifeless body while they took her organs.

The sight was quite unbelievable but I had to keep quiet and remain still.
My heart was filled with guilt, pain and maximum regret.
I just lost an irreplaceable person.
Someone that didn't deserve to die.
While still in the closet, the police pulled over and began to exchange fire with the hoodlums for close to two hours.

I couldn't sleep but cry throughout my stay in the closet.
It was one lonely, dark and unbearable night.

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