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RUNNING AWAY FROM THE ROOM, Wynn could still feel the red liquid dripping down.

The guards shouted behind him in confusion, but he didn't stop until he reached his office.

He slammed the door in pain before rushing to the medical drawer and snatching out some bandages.

The wounded doctor had managed to escape the psychotic twins by kicking him both in the shin when they were distracted with his neck.

He barely made it out of there, luckily he swiped his card fast enough.

Staggering to the mirror, he plastered the brown bandages on his bloody neck.

There were hickeys and scratches on his once clean and pale neck. Small patches of redness surrounded the outline of his collar bone making him wince in pain.

After he finished with the bandages, he stripped his white coat off after noticing lines of blood staining it, he couldn't risk anyone possibly seeing it.

Walking over to his chair, he buried his face in his hands, trying to convince himself that what just happened didn't happen.

He shook his head violently and tried to get the thoughts out of his head. This was not normal, this wasn't supposed to happen.

The pain stinging his neck reminded him that this did happen, and he would forever be stuck with it.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and drifted into a deep sleep. Unaware of the future events that were about to happen.

It was around eight o'clock, most of the staff had left, and the only people who shared were doctors on night shifts and guards.

When Wynn awoke from his deep slumber, he realized he was way past his shift. He attempted to get up, but the bites on his neck began to sting again from the sudden movement. The male managed to get up before grabbing his office bag and limping out of the office.

The exhausted doctor was still half asleep and wanted to get home as soon as possible; he was dizzy and couldn't think straight.

When he almost made it to the grand entrance, the alarm started blaring, red light flashes everywhere, making the doctor snap his eyes open.

Gun shots were heard everywhere, but they were faint due to the alarm noise. Wynn clutched his work bag tightly, there were footsteps coming downstairs to where he was.

Screams and shouts of pain were getting louder and louder and towards Wynn's way, his eyes opened in shock when a guard's body was thrown down the stairs.

Blood stained his pained face, he was holding on to his injured arm, red liquid dripping everywhere, making the doctor nauseous.

The doctor wanted to go help him, and save him, but he froze when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs once again.

This time, it was more than one person.

Shock was an understatement for what Wynn felt when he saw the twins strolling down the stairs with bloodstained bodies and guns in their hands.

A deafening gunshot shot sound shook Wynn out of his senses and he stood there, wide-eyed, realising what happened.

Elijah had shot the guard he could have saved, the guard laid lifeless on the floor, a dark pool of blood seeping from his leg.

"Snack! What a coincidence!" Corey's cheerful voice was heard.

To be Continued...
Last updated: Nov 19, 2021
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