"...W-what?"James called out.

"Courtney,"Haley called back weakly,"she's dead James.The Tartok, it killed her.She's dead!"

"Oh...oh my God, no!"James cried out.

"James I'm sorry!"Haley yelled back weakly, sympathizing for his loss.
Haley never liked Courtney at all, but she didn't want her to be dead, and she hated heading the pain in James' voice even now.


Several minutes past and a loud thud could be heard, followed by heavy footsteps.
Terrence turned the corner, the pump action shotgun in his arms, his face was riddled with concern, fear, and exhaustion.

He approached the two girls and the fallen Amos, speaking as he did.
"Hey, I'll stay down here with you guys.Mark is trying to come up with a plan, he's still a bit rattled, but he's holding together."

"What about James?"Asked Haley worriedly.
Terence frowned grimly and shook his head,"He's not handling things well.Makaya and Abby are trying to comfort him.Although, between the three of us, if he really cared, he would've made sure she was safe before running and hiding."Terrence had a dark look on his face.

"Terrence don't say that,"Haley snapped,"he's scared, we all are."

Terrence turned and faced Haley,"Yeah, I'm scared too, and look where I'm standing at now and what I'm doing.I'm down here to protect you guys and help keep you safe."

Haley slowly dropped her head and sniffed,"Your right."She said.