Ninety Three | Restricted*

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Ninety Three | Restricted*

*Animal Violence

It had only been around ten minutes and under the roof, a large amount of dogs had gathered. Despite the crowd of snarling, infectious teeth below us, I was confidant we'd be just fine. Clearly Barron didn't think much of us if he thought a bunch of dogs would be able to catch us. My eyes drifted to the sky, the sun would set in only a few hours now. This was pretty much over, now it was just a matter of him keeping his word.

"Something isn't right with this," Lisa muttered, fluffing her braids.

I glanced over at her, "What do you mean?"

"He must had known we'd make some sort of plan," she then explained, "Even if we barricaded ourselves into a house, there'd be a low chance of him getting to us. Yet he was fine with those chances? It doesn't make sense, why suggest a game where he didn't have the upper hand? Unless, he knew something we didn't."

I grew silent at her words because I knew she was right. Even from our conversation, he kept suggesting the game held it's advantages for me. He had tricked me and I had foolishly fell for it. I had accepted the game without considering his plan.

"We're stuck here now then," I sighed annoyed at my own fail, "Even if his plan surfaces there's no where we can go but onto another roof. It's not like the dogs can get us anyways."

"What did he say to you when you began?" Lisa asked, "A man like that wouldn't be able to hold back from dropping some sort of hint. He'd want you to realize he was the real one with the advantage."

I racked my brain for our conversation, "I don't know. He said if his dogs dragged me to the entrance by night then he won but if I-we survived until night fell then he'd let us go."

Her lips dipped into a frown, "Anything else?"

If my pets catch them, they'll kill them on sight.

I shook my head, lying, "No."

"We should move onto another roof," Oliver hummed, "It's too noisy."

She smiled at him, "Lead the way."

We continued over the roof, jumping between the gaps until the original roof we had been on was a glimmer in the distance. The sun was terrible, sweat easily forming and clinging to my body. I felt like time was moving so slowly. There was nothing more I wanted than to finish this and save Sebastian. Just thinking about him made my heart hurt. I'm sure he had already given up, thinking we were either dead or not coming.

"Don't think that Mira," I found myself whispering.

I had to stay positive. So instead, I thought about how funny it would be when he met Owl. I was certainly shocked when I had met the large cat. I'm sure Sebastian would be so confused. A giggle slipped from my lips just thinking about the interaction when suddenly it hit me. My laugh instantly died down as I looked down onto the ground. There was no dogs. In fact, looking back at the original house I could tell the dogs were moving slower. No doubt the virus would silence them forever soon.

Soon, he'd have to send a new batch of turned dogs after us.

I gasped again, looking over at Owl.

But maybe it wasn't just dogs.

Barron wanted Owl as one of his pets.

Which meant he could control more than just dogs.

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