“Bring her in, quick!” a guy yelled. “Lock the door!”
“We’ve got them all!” the guy said, letting out a deep laugh. “I knew we could do it.”
Rachel saw one guy reach into his backpack and pull out a knife and some more rope. He sliced off a long piece of rope and threw it at the guy who was holding her at the waste.
“Tie her up!” he yelled. “Fast!”
“Trista, are you ok?” Rachel asked.
“Save yourself! Quick!” Trista said, with a yell. “These guys are insane!”
“I’ll save you, too!” Rachel said.
“Not so fast!” Ken said. “You’re our now!”
Rachel felt a surge of power go through her body and she pushed the guy off of him sending him flying into the bathroom stall.
“Watch out for her! She’s strong!” Ken said.
“How dare you!” Rachel said, staring at Ken. “I can’t believe you tried to fool me!”
“I got you good!” Ken said, smiling at her with a scary look on his face.
“That’s what you think,” Rachel said, launching herself at him.
Rachel grabbed him by his hair and pushed his head back towards the tile wall of the bathroom. Ken was screaming for help but there was nothing he could do now. She forcefully started banging his head on the wall until he had no strength to fight back. She let him so and he sunk down to the ground limp and lifeless.
The other guys looked at her and started to back away. She wasn’t going to let the others get away either. She ran towards them with her arms extended giving them each a karate chop as she passed them. They each tried to fight her back but they failed. One came running at her with his feet extended to kick her, but she grabbed his leg and flipped him over backwards sending him face first into the hard tile floor. She noticed he was trying to stand up, and she jumped on his back, keeping him down on the ground.
Then, the third and final guy came charging at her and she took her hands with her sharp nails extended and scratched him across the face, with flood flying over the entire bathroom. She then took her other hand and pierced his heart with her outstretched nail. Pulling his organs from his chest and throwing them on the floor. She then, looked over at Trista who was watching in utter disbelief and horror.
Rachel then, licked the blood off her hands, tasting its creamy warm deliciousness and then without a second thought, cut open the ropes that Kelly and Trista were tied up with freeing them.
“Good luck!” Rachel said, to Trista as she walked out of the bathroom, leaving a huge mess of blood and gore behind her.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Sarah sat on the edge of her bunk bed watching all her friends get ready for the big frat party. She’d been so excited for this night for so long, but now that it was here, she wasn’t feeling quite like herself. She wasn’t sick, but she didn’t feel like usual, and she couldn’t pin point what was wrong. She’d been to the infirmary every day this week, but they couldn’t find anything wrong with her.
“You OK?” Jenny, asked.
“Eh,” Sarah said. “I’ve been better.”
“What is it?” Jenny asked. “I don’t understand. You’ve been acting so weird since last weekend.”
“I wish I knew. I just don’t feel like myself,” Sarah answered.
“I can tell!” Jenn said and her other friends agreed with her.
Sarah couldn’t help but feel completely weird and awkward around her friends. It was as if suddenly she had nothing in common with them. She once cared about all the same things like boys, shoes, clothes, make up and accessories, but now when her friends would talk about them, she would get nauseated.
“C’mon, Sarah. Aren’t you going to get dressed?” Maya asked.
“I don’t’ know,” Sarah answered with ambiguity. “I’m not really in the mood to go anymore. I think I’m going to stay here.”
“You’re joking!” Maya said. “You have to come!”
“I don’t know. I really don’t think I can tonight.”
“You’ve been looking forward to this night for months! You can’t just ditch us,” Jenny chimed in.
The thought of going to a smelly, sweaty, disgusting fraternity basement made her stomach churn. It was the last thing she wanted to do. She also felt no desire to drink, either, which was weird for her. She loved drinking at college. Especially pre-gaming for the frat parties. She lived for it.
Suddenly, she felt like she couldn’t breathe. She felt dizzy and her head started spinning.
“I have to get some air,” she said, trying to catch her breath.
“Are you ok? Jenny said. “You don’t look well.”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just have to go outside for a minute.”
“Want me to come?” Jenny asked.
“No, I’m fine. I’m need to be alone for a little bit.”
“OKKKKAY.” Jenny said. “Text if you need me.”
“K,” Sarah replied.
Sarah walked out the front door to her dormitory and walked along side until she got to the back of the dorm. There were picnic tables and chairs set up back there and she knew she’d be able to relax and get some peace and quiet. The darkness of the night sky seemed to calm her nerves and the quiet buzzing of the night insects eased her confused mind. She closed her eyes, and for a moment she felt like she was back at home in Pennsylvania in her family’s house. She couldn’t help but wish she could go back there, back to a time of no worries.
She opened her eyes and looked down at her shaking hands. She couldn’t understand why they were shaking and why her nails were suddenly growing at a rapid pace out of her nail beds. The small blonde hairs on her arm were standing straight up and goose bumps appeared all over her body. She began to shiver as a cold breeze swept over her.
Her stomach started churning and she felt a wave of hunger overtake her. It was a powerful hunger like she’d never experienced before. It wasn’t the late night pizza craving type of hunger or the early morning Lucky Charms hunger either. This was something different and she couldn’t pin point what she was craving.
Swat
Sarah leaned down and killed a mosquito that had landed on her leg. She couldn’t believe how fast her reflexes worked as that mosquito must have only sat on her leg for a nanosecond. As she went to flick the dead mosquito from her hand she smelled a whiff of the blood that was oozing out of its lifeless body. Her eyes opened wide as if this were Thanksgiving dinner and she brought the mosquito closer to her nose. She took another whiff and suddenly realized what she’d been craving all night.