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Min looked close to arguing with Kimberley when she asked them to help, but then pursed his lips and figured there was no point in fighting for once. Not when someone else had already snapped. He didn’t particularly care for most of the people here but it would be nicer to survive. So he went to help with the lifting, working on blocking up another window.

Not that it helped when Scott hacked down the door. 

Tuyen froze on the spot, dark eyes going wide and practically forgetting to breath as her fear sky rocketed. What were they meant to do, there was no way to get out of this he was here already. Could they run away?

[i]Does it really matter if you die?[/i]

The whisper in her mind wasn’t quite her own, and Tuyen struggled to function as Martin goaded whatever creature Scott had turned into. When it was put like that was there really any point in struggling and probably dying anyway?

“Run,” Min came to his own senses, fear having overwhelmed him, as Martin shouted. He stepped towards his cousin and grabbed her hand, beginning to pull her towards the back door. Inside here they were just waiting to be slaughtered. Outside some of them could get away. Min was sure he could get himself and Tuyen out.

Tuyen stumbled as Min pulled her, turning to him. Except Min looked different – just subtly, but there was disappointment sketched across his face and words on his lips saying that it would be easier if he left her behind. [i]He doesn’t really want to help you out.[/i]

She shook off her cousin’s hand, taking a step back – away from both him and Scott. As she did she caught sight of her shadow. But it wasn’t really her shadow. It was almost identical and close to an inky black. It seemed to be taunted her as it moved, clung to her and blocking out the views of everyone else.

Tuyen couldn’t even find the air to scream, legs collapsing underneath her. Why was her shadow moving? Why did it look so like her?

“Tuyen, we need to leave,” Min’s whisper was hurried as he bent down to try pull his cousin up, unable to see the strange shadow attached to her.