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𖠰Gold's POV𖠰
I heard Draco yell something as I opened the front door. I didn't think much of it, since he usually yells stuff when he plays rage droppers, but I realized what it was as I opened the front door. A figure dressed in all black stood in front of me. They took out a bat and swung it at me. I backed away just as they made the hit. I screamed as loud as I could, still trying to dodge their moves. Whoever this was, the were great at fighting. I tried running upstairs to warn the others, but I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. My vision started to fade, everything around me being double. My eyes started to close, feeling as heavy as a rock. I tried going to Funneh's room, but I fell to the ground, giving in to the weight of my eyelids. Everything went black.
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𖦊Funneh's POV𖦊
I heard a thud outside of my room. I left my warm bed spot to check it out.
" Gold, is everything okay down there?" I hollered. No response. " Huh." I murmured. As I opened my door, I saw a figure with grey eyes standing in front of me. I closed the door, just as they tried to hit me with the large bat they brought with them. The door took the hit, smashing as the wooden bat hit it. The figure hit it so hard, the knob fell to the floor, making quite a ruckus in the process.
I screamed again, a pieces of wood flying at me from the broken door. As the figure walked toward me, I grabbed ruler that was on my desk, using it as a sword. When they swung their bat, I ducked, and sliced them with my ruler. I managed to make a cut, but it didn't stop them from trying again to hit me. I looked at my bed. There was a piece of red cloth there. As if it was an instinct, I grabbed it and rushed out my door. I screamed for the others to leave the dorm, doing so myself as well. I reached into my back pocket, feeling for my phone. It wasn't there. I turned around to see the figure holding my phone, placing it in a small bag.
" Hey! That was expensive!!" I whined. They didn't talk, just standing in place in front of me. I walked backwards, still keeping my eyes on the figure in front of me. I looked into their grey eyes. They were looking at the red cloth I was holding in my right hand, so I clutched it harder. As I got farther away from them and closer to the door, they took their stare away from the cloth and to behind me. I turned around, right in front of the opened door. Then a girl with long, white hair appeared from the side. She wore black glasses on top of her head, a black blazer on top of a white shirt, a red skirt, fishnet stockings, and black and white slip-ons. But none of that mattered because she got out a bat with metal bits on it and hit me in the head. I could feel blood leaking out of my nose from the hit. My grip on the red cloth loosened as I fell onto the hard wooden floor. My eyes felt as heavy as a brick, but I pushed on. The last thing I saw was the girl grab the cloth from my hand and run back upstairs with the figure. I could hear the screams of my siblings and the thud of their bodies hitting the floor, but there was nothing I could do about it.
I felt something square hit my head hardly. I grabbed it and realized it was my phone. I went to my contacts and clicked the first person I saw. Alec. I called him, and surprisingly he responded. I remember sying one word. Help. Then after that, nothing.- - ☘︎ - -
Word count: 696
I know this one is a little short, but it was pretty late so I ended up making it shorter than usual. I managed to put everything in this chapter, so that worked out! I'll update soon! I'm trying to do this sometime on the weekdays and twice on the weekend! I might change that schedule later, but for now that is what it is! :)
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