Chapter 18 {Speechless}

                                    

                                          
     Lily's hand was still rubbing Olivia's back, trying to comfort her as her head was still lowered down... Olivia sighed, her hands now through her hair until she slapped them on the ground and whipped her head up, taking deep breaths to calm herself from her breakdown. She slowly closed her eyes and relaxed, feeling Lily's touch end as she was thrown into another hellish land...
                          
     Olivia opened her eyes, she started looking around. Back in the neighborhood with broken cars and looming houses... Yay... As she started to stand up, she looked down to see the bandages still wrapped around her legs. The bandages weren't allowing much comfort... Let alone maneuverability to run away at that point... She started tearing away some of the bandages until she felt some tension break away, she shook her legs for a second and started walking towards a house across the street.
                          
     As she entered the room, she felt the atmosphere around it turn and she started frowning, she started looking around in caution as she ascended the stairs and appeared on the second floor. Peeking into a room on the left, she could only see a closet, she sniffed before leaving and peeking through the room on the right... She only saw a chest and she snorted,"Wow... Many things in here huh?" She muttered sarcastically under her breath as she stood in the doorway.
                          
     She started walking over and kneeled down, opening the top with a slight creak. Seeing something immediately, she started rummaging through it, trying to grab it as the object started sinking into the other trash in the chest. Soon she gave up, and started throwing the useless stuff out until she saw the object and she snatched it, it was....... Firecrackers...?
                          
     'Now why in the hell would these be helpful to me...? They're not even lit, and there's nothing to light it up...' She thought annoyingly, standing up and examining the chain of firecrackers that rested in her palms. The rest of it dangled under her thumbs and her hands... She rolled her eyes before shoving them in her sweater and walking out, clearly annoyed that it wasn't a toolbox or even a med-kit... Maybe even a flashlight considering she loved the flashlight more than anything...
                          
     Seeing something flash out of the corner of her eye outside, she fell to the ground quickly and stayed there. A few moments passed and Olivia slowly peeked outside of the tinted window, only part of her face visible in the rays of the moon... Hearing the dark melody of Michael, she jumped and started looking around, until she noticed Michael staring a few feet away, his knife brandished towards her. He started towards the house and she started panicking.
                          
     "Shit...! How the fuck did he even see me through the tinted window?! For God's sakes, logic has been thrown out the fucking window." She hissed under her breath, now going into the left room and looking at the closet. She snuffed before noticing an open window and part of a roof sticking out. She climbed out and pressed herself onto the wall, as she heard her heartbeat increase, she started pressing her body more into the wall, though it was physically impossible to phase through a wall, she realized.
                          
     As she noticed Michael's leg appearing to climb out of the window, she jolted up and jumped down,"NOPE. NOPE. DON'T WANT THIS. LEAVE ME ALONE!" She yelled through the roaring of the wind as she was now being chased by him. His knife glinted and shined her reflection as she kept running for her life. She kept running, now trying to find a wooden pallet to slam his head onto just to keep him away from her for just. one. second.
                          
     Passing the street and weaving around the cars, she found the wooden pallet that she used last time, leaning on a broken down car and the garage. She started running left and right like she did last time....
                          
It didn't work.
                          
     Michael immediately knew what was going to happen, he went to the left swiftly to where Olivia was going to run to, then as she was near enough, Michael shoved his knife in her shoulder. She screamed and fell to the ground under the looming board. Michael slowly pulled out his now bloodied knife from her shoulder and grabbed her at the back of the neck.... This time... Olivia wasn't near any shattered glass...