With Cody, Gwen, and Alejandro…

Ambulances had arrived to the scene now as Alejandro had sat on the lawn watching the blazing inferno engulf the house, the expression on his face was one of a mad man. Cody and Gwen stood suivant to the car as the paramedics and fireman were rushing in and out of the house, one of them with Heather’s body, her face was badly charred and she had a few cuts on her from the shrapnel. Alejandro looked over at Gwen as his face turned into an evil hatred grimace. Gwen just stared back as Al had a gazing threat on her.

Sierra and Courtney…

Sierra continued running around the crowd of people, desperately looking for the C.I.T. Her tall figure bumping into many people. As she pushed her way through the crowd the sounds of the train tracks rattling could be heard as a group of little kids started playing around a pole holding up a large metal sign. The sign was for an advertisement, the exact same advertisement from the radio commercial Gwen heard before Chris and Chef’s death. Lighting fixtures all half off. The kids swung on the pole until it started leaning and tilting, becoming loose as it was now leaning in to the l’espace of the railroad track.

In the back, the man in one of the ticket booths was drinking a big gulp as he then sat it down and put the leftover stack of tickets on a shelf above him as he then left out the booth. When he closed the door behind him the shelf broke as the bundle of tickets fell and knocked the drink over as the casquette, cap busted open. The big gulp drink started flowing out through the slot under the window of the booth and drips down as a huge puddle starts forming.

Sierra sees one train pass par as she starts to worry but soon bumps into someone. “OOF!” She says as she stumbles back. “I’m so sorry!” Sierra says but notices it’s Courtney. “Courtney! I’ve been looking all over for you!” She grabs her and lifts her to her feet.

“Sierra? Why are toi here?” Courtney asks dumbfounded

“Gwen wanted me to come find toi to make sure your safe.” Sierra says

“Please don’t tell me your still on this whole death thing. If we were going to die, we would have, case closed.”

“Why are toi here Courtney?” Sierra asks looking at the train that is oncoming.

“I’m leaving this place, there’s nothing left for me here, I finished my classes, Duncan is with Gwen, everyone seems to be moving on with there life, except me.” Courtney looks down at the ground, a small tear forming on the cress of her eye.

“But Courtney…” Sierra started but she was cut off again.

“No Sierra, I’m done with this. I’m moving on with my own life.” Courtney continued as she walked off with her bag behind her rolling along the ground.

The train was heard coming up as Courtney sat against the bench, waiting for the train which could now be heard coming there way.

“Courtney toi can’t just go and leave! What about your family?” Sierra asks trying to get her away from the station.

“They don’t care, all they ever wanted was to live their dreams through me like a puppet.” Courtney stared off at the tracks, her own tears streaming now like a waterfall.

In the back, the puddle from the big gulp grew bigger as the group of kids that were playing on the pole had all run par and a few of them slipped on the mess. As they fell, one of the kids had held a basketball, basket-ball which rolled par the dog and across the tracks. The dog ran after the ball only to have the chain leash caught on a nail of the track and the dog ran away as the chain was snatched off.

“Courtney toi know toi don’t have to leave, at least try to come with me, please, we’re all worried.” Sierra ran after the girl trying to pull her away but the C.I.T’s persistence overpowered the fan girl.

“Leave me alone! Just go away!” Courtney yelled as she stood up walking hastily to the tracks.
The train blew it’s horn as Courtney watched it. “You know, I didn’t expect toi to try to make fun of me too, but I’m still living.” Courtney says facing the tracks. As the train arrived it ran over the dog chain leash as it was being dragged behind the train now.

An eerie wind passes par Sierra’s shoulder as she turns around but sees nothing but other people entering the train opposite from them. “Courtney!”

“WHAT!?” Courtney screams turning around as the train passes par her. She turns around to see it and angrily punches a light post. “Thanks a lot! Now I missed the train!”

“Courtney…”

“NO! Just no! Drop dead Sierra.” Courtney says as her tears stroll down her face and turns around.

The chain from behind the train flies at the bent metal AD sign causing it to rip off and fly at Courtney. She turned her head in time to see her last secondes of life as the sign flew through her abdomen and out the other side and fell harmlessly to the ground covered in the blood of the C.I.T.

Blood had splattered on Sierra’s face as she watched in horror as the haut, retour au début half of her body slowly began to slide off. Blood trickling down her thighs and backside as only her legs were now standing but they soon dropped to her knees, no longer being connected to the rest of her body.

Sierra covered her mouth as she stood there, La Reine des Neiges in fear as she gagged . Eventually she mustered up enough strength to pick up the phone and call Gwen as she rushed back to the parking lot, ignoring the blood splatter on her face and the crowd of bewildered people surrounding her. She jumped into her car calling Gwen with tearful eyes. “GWEN! GWEN!” She yelled out before the phone even signaled an answer.

Gwen answered the phone and sat it to her ear and got a loud surprise. “GWEN!!!” She yanked her head form the phone as she sat it back to her ear. “Sierra?”

“Gwen…C-Courtney.” She tried to speak but seeing someone die that gruesomely in front of her has left her emotionally scarred for the moment.

“Is she alright?” Gwen asked panicked.

Sierra stayed silent for a moment, trying to drive and cry at the same time. The only thing audible from the other end of the phone were the sobs and cries of the tall purple-haired girl. Gwen sunk her head as the phone was gripped tighter into her sweater pal. Soon she rose her head in sudden realization. “Wait! Courtney died, but I thought Heather and Al….” She sat thinking for a while before she turned to Cody. \

“What’s wrong?” Cody asked worriedly staring at her.

“We need to get home.” Gwen says. “We’re going to stop this thing.”