[center][hr][hr][h1][color=82ca9d][b]Coming To An End[/b][/color][/h1][hr][b]Location:[/b] Haunted House[/center][hr]

	Yesterday, everything was fine. People were excited about meeting up with those they had known years ago. Some were nervous, some not to much. If someone had told any of these folk thirty-six hours ago what all would transpire while they were in Grimm they would have had them committed and placed in a padded room adjoining Cynthia. How many dead? So many before the four entered the Haunted House at the Fall Carnival. How many more would perish before they saw the light of day again? 

	Fog from the machines rolled over the floors and around quartet as the world seemed to slow down around them. As skeletons and plastic figures sprung from coffins and dark corners around the room and pre-recorded screams wailed the scene unfolded. Riley scrambling to put an end to Chris's madness as Chloe tried to keep Marc from dying. The flash of each shot that was fired as Riley squeezed the trigger, it echoing over the rest of the noise in the carnival attraction. Puffs of smoke trailing up from the barrel and the smell of sulfur in the air. 

	Chris managed to get to his feet but barely. Stumbling as he tried to lunge at Riley, murder in his eyes. Then his shoulder jerked back as a bullet tore through his flesh. Then another ripped into his thigh. One after another tore through him or completely missed him. A trickle of blood trailing down his lips as he fell to his knees. The final shot before the chamber ran empty hit Chris right between his now surprised eyes before he slumped forward and fell there lifeless. A blank expression on his features as the blood poured from his body and soaked into the concrete and wooden floor as a Clown's voice could be heard chuckling frantically in the background. 

	Marc sat there, stunned, quiet for a moment as Chloe tried to work on him but she would find nothing to work on. He grabbed her hands slowly, gently wrapping his fingers around her wrists and stopping her. [color=82ca9d]"That's oil, not blood,"[/color] he finally said, chuckling a little bit as he moved and it showed that the bullet had hit his vest and when he stumbled back he had broken one of the hydraulics to one of the haunted houses little tricks. Pulling her in he hugged her tight before standing up slowly and walking carefully over to Riley, pulling the gun from her fingers. [color=82ca9d]"It's okay, it's over."[/color] 

	Sighing he holstered the gun and leaned down to check for Chris's pulse before sighing. Tim came running in as the house went still and the house lights came up to reveal the bloodied scene around them. "Holy shit! Everyone okay?" he asked as he ran over to the group. Marc nodded and wrapped an arm around Riley. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Yeah, thanks to Riley and Chloe,"[/color] Marc said as he pulled Riley with him and stepped over to Chloe holding his hand out to her. [color=82ca9d]"Let's get out of here girls."[/color]