The door was chained shut. [i]Fuck[/i]. Ramona's heart started beating faster. She wasn't sure if it was because she was getting claustrophobic or she was worried about Aaron. It was probably a mixture of both.

While the others angrily cursed at the barred door, Ramona ran her hands through her hair and let out a wordless groan.

Her hands were restless and fidgety, so she played with one of her braids while trying to think of a solution. She wondered if there was maybe another door out through the kitchen or something.

She didn't want to follow Delilah to the spot where the body was found, because the smell was still nauseating, but her legs carried her there before her weak stomach could convince her otherwise.

[color=bc8dbf]"Here, I'll help."[/color]

She wasn't confident she was strong enough to lift the other girl high enough, but she would at least try.

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