𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄 , 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐁
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I follow closely behind Kiara, while Sarah leads the way through the dark undergrowth, glancing back every so often to make sure we're keeping up with her.

"She must have a generator plugged into the main power supply," Kie states as we climb up the steps onto Crain's front porch.

I pop the generator lid open, revealing a mess of wires and plastic, "Where are the breakers?" I mumble in confusion, "What the fuck is this?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no." Sarah shakes her head, her eyes floating up and down the wall.

"Shit.," Kie curses, noticing we're at the wrong outlet as she uses her flashlight to follow the wire out of the generator box, "It goes inside," She pulls the gate open to the back door, her hand slowly curling around the handle and she pushes it open, the three of us slowly making our way in.

"If we die. . . I'm blaming Sarah," I hiss through the silence, causing Kiara to snap her head to me, glaring for me to be quiet, earning a nod of obedience in return.

The house is just as dark as outside, the only light being our torches as we reach the messy living room, our eyes flying all over the place in caution. Kie continues to follow the wire and I keep my flashlight on it for her until we eventually reach the right box, causing a sigh of relief to slip past our lips.

The Pogue flicks her torch off, sliding it into her back pocket before reaching her fingers up to the switches, trying her best to be as quiet as possible as she flicks each one off in turn, only stopping when the porch lights flash off. I smile happily in triumph, knowing the boys are probably already in the basement or even in the well.

A loud creaking sound makes my face drop as I push both the girls against the wall in alarm as I curse quietly, realising I heard steps - most likely belonging to Miss Crain, "Stay quiet." I tell them, a single finger pressed against my lips. The tapping of a walking stick and ill coughing causing my jaw to clench as she walks down the stairs, presumably having heard some kind of noise, "I swear to God, if we die, Sarah—"

Kie reaches across to me, smacking my stomach lightly, her motherly eyes burning into my face, "Stop. You're the one who's gonna get us killed," She whispers.

"It's— it's late, Leon." Miss Crain croaks through the pitch black, more coughs erupting her throat, "Too. . . late."

Leon? Her cat, maybe.

I scream at myself in my head and place my hand over my mouth to keep my thoughts silent, wishing I had never offered to come with Sarah. The elderly lady creeps around the corner, breathing heavily and if she's about to pass away any second. Slowly, she hobbles right past us, whipping around suddenly to stare at us with her clouded eyes. I jump back in surprise, pulling Kie with me as I speed away, shouts of distress escaping our lungs.

"Leon!" The old woman screeches.

Sarah goes one way whereas Kiara and I aim for the basement door, only to find it boarded up and tightly locked. I fiddle with the padlock for a second, getting it to finally release it's withered chains. Kie pulls me down to the floor just as Miss Crain swings a fire poker at my head, narrowly missing. She tries a few more blows, each time hitting the drawers or walls around us and I jump up suddenly, my hands wrapping around the stick roughly, ripping it from her grip and throwing it the floor, allowing Kiara to be helped up by Sarah.

"You're one scary bitch!" I scream at the murderous lady, rushing after the two girls.

We run into the living room and I slide the latch across, but it's no use as her sharp stick flies through the strong wood, causing us three to jump back and break off into another run, once again following Sarah.

"This way! It goes underneath the house!" She calls, throwing a door open.

"JJ!" I yell as we sprint down the stairs, nearly tumbling down the steep steps, "GUYS? GUYS!"

"Ava?" JJ's head shoots up at my shouts, his head whipping over to me, worry etched on his face as I bend over to recover my breath, my chest pumping up and down, "What happened?" His hands tighten around the rope in his hands as he wishes he could come over and check me over, "You okay? Ava? Hello? Ava—"

I nod, letting out a tired sigh, "Miss— Miss Crain," I pant, pointing towards the stairs, "She's up there! She tried to kill us with a fucking fire poker! We gotta get the fuck out of here."

"We locked her in the parlour,"!Sarah heaves, wiping a hand over her sweaty face, "We need to leave."

JJ nods quickly, agreeing immediately with us and he leans down to the well, "CODE RED! John B! Get back on, man!" He shouts.

A disfigured scream comes from my brother, causing my eyebrows to crease, "What'd he say?"

"JJ! AVA! POPE! KIE!" His voice rumbles up the well, causing our faces to drop in horror.

"He's drowning!" Sarah exclaims, scrambling back to grab the rope, each of us following her lead.

"HEY, John B! Get back on the rope!" Pope tells him, "We're gonna pull you back up, okay, buddy?"

My head whip backs as I hear footsteps coming down the steps, "GUYS!" JJ turns to me in confusion while still pulling on the rope, "MISS CRAIN IS COMING DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS!"

His eyes widen in alarm and he rotates back around, demanding for everyone else to tug harder as soon as my brother is connected to the rope. My eyes stay on Miss Crain as she reaches the bottom of the stairs and it's too late until I notice the shotgun in her hands. She's already pulled the trigger, the shot crumbling the bricks of the wall beside me. We all jump in fear and let go of the rope in alarm, Pope quickly ties it to a hook, making sure John B stays in place in the well while Miss Crain wanders around dangerously.

JJ grabs my waist, pulling me down to his side as we hide behind a wall and he gently pushes my head into his chest for a moment, pressing a kiss to the top, "She can't aim for shit." I spit quietly, "She's fucking blind."

"I don't care if she is!" JJ erupts, another bang causing us to scramble up and speed out the door into the garden, "That's buckshot!"

John B sprints up behind us, covered in mud, as we run for our lives through the bushes and vault over the wall, immediately slipping into the Twinkie. I fly into the passenger seat, JJ in the drivers and the rest piled in the back.

"Why are we always getting shot at?" Pope yelps as we drive away, my brother speeding for the open door and finally be able to jump in.

I turn around to grimace down at the state of him, the vile stench immediately filling the van, "Ew. What the fuck? You usually smell. . . but not this much." I wiggle my finger at his horrid brown clothes.

He lifts his head up to roll his eyes at me, waving his dirty hand in front of my face teasingly, "You want some?"

I smack it away, laughing lowly while my chest continues to heave up and down, "You good?"

"Yeah, yeah." He nods.

"God, what the hell just happened?" Sarah pants, throwing her head back.

"All-time Pogue Hall of Fame, baby!" JJ whoops, holding his hand out for me.

"Hell, yeah!" I smack my palm against his, smiling happily, the same expression projecting back onto his face. I glance down at my brothers fiddling hand, noticing a small glint of gold through the mud, "What is that?"

"We did it, baby!" He celebrates, holding the slab of richness up in the air for us all to see.

JJ whirls around for a moment, "OH MY GOD! WHOO!"

"I did it!" John B yells.

We all break into laughter and continuous screams of triumph, our hands clapping into each other's in happiness, "Guys!" I call out loudly, "We're gonna be so fucking rich!"

"Full Kook! Full Kook! Full Kook! Full Kook! Full Kook! Ay-ay-ay!" We all begin to cheer, our arms flailing all over the place.

Nothing would ever meet the joy I'm feeling right now. I'm getting filthy rich with my best friends, what could beat it? I've never seen any of us so happy - we're gonna be rich and there is nothing, absolutely nothing, that can stop us.

JJ claps his hand down onto my thigh, squeezing it excitedly and throwing a smirk over to me, "We did it, baby!" He cheers, his fingers tapping on my leg frantically.

"Yeah, we did." I reply, laying my head back against the rest tiredly, unable to get rid of the smile.

Yeah, we did.

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