Amy put a hand on Camille's shoulder " Hey... everything will be ok" She gave her a lil smile. She then looked over in the direction where Jason and Kyla went " I hope they come back soon......Hey? Do u hear that?" She asked, referring to the loud alarm. She then noticed things were getting darker. "....We should get back in the car Camille..."
"Don't gotta tell me twice..." He said, hearing heavy banging on the front door. He was scared, but he wasn't going to admit it. "W-We should head to the basement...." He said as he grabbed Kyla's arm and pulled her gently. He didn't want her to think he was being bossy, but he didn't want either of them hurt. He opened the door to the basement and let her go in first. He shut the door behind her, him still outside the basement. "Go downstairs and hide, I-I'll try and take these creeps head on..."
"Blah Blah Blah" Jason said as he pulled out his lighter. He lit it and looked around. "Hmm... Theres a door, but it is probebly safer in here than outside." he moved his lighter over and gasped (*GASP*) he saw one of the little white creatures from outside, slowly scraping itself towards them. "S-S-S- Crap!" he yelled and held the light as he grabbed for the knife. He held it and gently stepped back, pushing Kyla behind him. He looked back behind them both "I've never killed anything before!" he said, "But, is that thing even human, or animal?!" Jason gritted his teeth and lunged forward, slicing through the small creature, as if it were butter. the creature wailed loudly as it eveaporated into nothing.
Jason had lunged so hard that he tripped and fell, almost hitting the wall. "...The hell...?"
Dark.
Scratching.
Alarms.
Crashing.
Footsteps.
"This is MY basment!"(In his head.)
Thrashing.
The thing... It attacked... Died. Dead.
Talking.
LIGHT!
Alex hissed, and looked up to see... To see... HUMANS.
"Who are you?" Came his scratchy voice from a corner not to far away. Alex could be seen huddling, hugging his knees and pupils very dialated from the, in his mind, immense and blinding light.
"Th-... The thing... Is it dead? Dead? Dead!" It was obvious he was insane, or at least partly.
"Three... Three!" He was referring to three days, of wich he spent down there, calculating by the light in the cracks of the doors.