Chapter 5

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Following the Bloody Trails III
Chapter 5

Everything is so dark and quiet...
Agh... That hurt... Manda stood up.
I opened my eyes to see many tall trees.

I feel really dizzy... Everything is so blurry...
Then in the distance I saw a figure..

It looks like a girl..

Wearing white..

I walked toward her..

A voice echoed through the forest..
A voice calling my name.

Manda? Is that you?

The voice sounded familiar...

Brooke? Is that you?
I stood up then followed the voice..

Turning around and around...

The forest became dimmer and dimmer the more I walk..

Then
I stopped walking.

I saw her.
Standing behind a giant rock.

Brooke? I walked forward, toward her.

With a subtle voice...it answers.

Why?
Manda?
Why?
Why didn't you help me?

Eerily Brooke continued to talk.

I felt goosebumps all over my body..scared as I don't know what to say..

Brooke! You're alive? What are you doing here?

As I walk closer and closer she turned at me.

I SAID WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE ME?
Brooke looked at me..

Her face was covered with wounds

Her skin looked very pale

Her hair is a bit shaved down

She looks wounded... Because I did not help her...

Brooke! Hey...
She came closer and closer then cornered me.

Why... Did you not save me?
Where were you?
Why did you leave me?
Did you lock the door?
Did you clean the plates?
Did you get what you left?
I waited for you... But you did not came.
Did you even cared for me?

Brooke.. Please stop! Manda covered her face.

I always cared for you! And loved you! Please stop... This isn't you!

Brooke then came close opening her arms.
Hugging me.

I bursted out crying..

Then Brooke opened her mouth

Why...did you not..

...Die yet?

I looked up but it wasn't her.
It was someone else.

You did the same mistake again...
You killer.
You're a murderer.
You were suppose to save him.
But you left.
Now what happened to Brooke?
She's dead now.
All thanks to you Manda.

Shut up.. SHUT UP!
Manda shouted.

Then Brooke suddenly put a rope to the neck of Manda.

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