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eyes puffy, and red.
         The rain was helping to hide the tears, but this had already been a traumatic night. Between thunder claps, she heard the gunshots from Tyler's gun behind her. She paused to look back, unable to see anything in the darkness past the light of her phone.
         “What the hell is that idiot doing, now?” She exhales, shaking her head.
         She stood there another moment as the gunshots ended, and then started walking again. As the outline of the bridge came into view against the skyline, her mind filled with a bit of relief. So much was pouring through her head at the moment, she couldn't shake the desire to just sit in the car, away from everyone for a bit.
         “God, why did this have to happen?” She spoke out, glancing up at the sky.
         There was, of course, no answer. No resolution for her broken heart in her simple question. She understood; she wasn't an impatient believer. What she didn't notice, however, was the sound of sloshing footsteps as Tyler ran after her. He could make out the light from her phone in the darkness, and ran with all of his might towards that point in the darkness.
         “Paige! Paige!” He screamed, chugging along.
         She could barely hear his voice over the rain, but rolled her eyes, assuming he had come back to talk more. The kid never learned his lesson. What Tyler wanted, Tyler got. Her friends warned her, and she didn't listen. He'd keep at this, until she finally forgave him.
         Or until you get the restraining order taken care of, she thought, grinning to herself.
         “Paige, run!” He screamed louder, getting closer to her.
         She looked over her shoulder, thinking this is what she heard, but it's not likely. Tyler doesn't run from anything. She continued on her determined path, having no interest in talking more with him. She'd get to the car and lock the doors, until he went away. Imagine her surprise then, as he actually ran past her, waving his arm as he did.
         “Run!”
         She watched him, dumbfounded, as he hauled ass towards the bridge. If it weren't for the glowing edge on the blade of the axe, the black figure of the headless murderer would have been barely visible in the darkness as it stepped out of the tree line between them and the bridge. Tyler slid to a stop, falling on his ass as the axe swung for his neck, barely missing its target.
         The headless figure advanced on Tyler as he sat back on his palms in the mud, but the kid turned, climbing to his feet as quickly as he could, slipping and sliding as the attacker drew his axe back for the death blow. Tyler launched himself away, grabbing Paige who stood there, in horror, and Tyler spun, placing the girl between himself and the killer.
         The headless figure actually paused at this lack of honor. There was a hesitation in its step. It lowered the blade, tilting to the side, as if it were an inquisitive animal, trying to understand it's master's commands. Tyler gasped for breath, bent down to Paige's shoulder, as he shook his head, trying to get his system back under control.
         Paige's hands raised up, staring at the killer in front of her, unsure about what was going on. Tyler's fear of this individual was enough to make her petrified, too. She hadn't even realized that the massive man she called her boyfriend was using her as a human shield; she couldn't take her eyes off the third party in front of them.
         “What the fuck is going on?” Paige questions, not taking her eyes off the figure.
         “I have no clue,” Tyler whispers. “But on three we're going to run, got it?”
         “Yeah,” she nods.
         “Alright, one...two...” and Tyler pushes her towards the headless figure, taking off running past them.
         As Paige stumbles forward, the killer lowers the axe, turning it inward and swings upward, splitting Paige's skull from her chin to her scalp, nearly