Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Seven
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[SEVENTEEN]
"JEREK!" I yelled, jumping to my feet and running out of the room, I ran to the front door, and I watched his car speed out of the driveway as he made his way to wherever he was going. "UGH!" I ran downstairs, going for Tabra and Shropee.
"TABRA!" I called. "SHROPEE!" I ran down the secret basement's stairs, and ran into Tabra. Literally.
"What's wrong?" Shropee's voice asked from behind Tabra.
"It's Jerek. He pulled this wicked blade Verona made him long назад from beneath his bed, and went after Zoos. I tried stopping him, but he threw me aside like an old chicken bone!"
"I say let him." Verona's voice called from her room.
"He'll die unless we stop him." I сказал(-а) through gritted teeth.
"Come on, let's go." Shropee grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs, Tabra following shortly after.
"Cyd, Ты drive, Tabra, backseat." Shropee ordered once we got into her car. "We have to hurry, so speed!"
"Gotchya'." I said, and slammed my foot on the pedal, and started off after Jerek's car.
"He has a pretty good headstart." Shropee pointed out while pulling a gun out from her pocket.
"Yea." I replied.
"Do Ты even know where he went?" Tabra asked.
"No." I answered.
"I do." Shropee looked around her.
"Where?" Tabra and I asked in unison.
Shropee looked at me, then Tabra, and started looking around again. "He's going back to the castle."
Volume Seven
BuffyFaithfan1
___________________
[SEVENTEEN]
"JEREK!" I yelled, jumping to my feet and running out of the room, I ran to the front door, and I watched his car speed out of the driveway as he made his way to wherever he was going. "UGH!" I ran downstairs, going for Tabra and Shropee.
"TABRA!" I called. "SHROPEE!" I ran down the secret basement's stairs, and ran into Tabra. Literally.
"What's wrong?" Shropee's voice asked from behind Tabra.
"It's Jerek. He pulled this wicked blade Verona made him long назад from beneath his bed, and went after Zoos. I tried stopping him, but he threw me aside like an old chicken bone!"
"I say let him." Verona's voice called from her room.
"He'll die unless we stop him." I сказал(-а) through gritted teeth.
"Come on, let's go." Shropee grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs, Tabra following shortly after.
"Cyd, Ты drive, Tabra, backseat." Shropee ordered once we got into her car. "We have to hurry, so speed!"
"Gotchya'." I said, and slammed my foot on the pedal, and started off after Jerek's car.
"He has a pretty good headstart." Shropee pointed out while pulling a gun out from her pocket.
"Yea." I replied.
"Do Ты even know where he went?" Tabra asked.
"No." I answered.
"I do." Shropee looked around her.
"Where?" Tabra and I asked in unison.
Shropee looked at me, then Tabra, and started looking around again. "He's going back to the castle."
