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that
very day she had been gloating about having Mark as her boyfriend and secretly
hoping that Jennifer was getting jealous since she didn’t have a boyfriend. It
was a malicious thought, but Melissa had truly believed that Mark had been the
one.
     
    She hugged herself then and realized
that it was becoming cold again. Her first thought was that the air conditioning
inside the movie theatre had been switched on, but the fact that the glass
window was starting to fog up, proved otherwise. She placed her index finger on
the glass and winced as she felt how icy it was. She heard a small crack and
stepped back instinctively. It was getting so cold that the window was starting
to crack.
     
    Melissa ran downstairs and looked
around her for something she could use as a weapon. She still hadn’t heard a
shot and that was a good thing. The bad thing was that she couldn’t make out
what was going outside. It was freezing inside and Melissa gasped for breath.
She had to get out of here before she froze to death, but without something to
use as a weapon, she would be mercilessly killed by the riders.
     
    She didn’t have time to think and
she couldn’t stay in the theatre any longer. Her t-shirt and Capri’s barely
provided any warmth. The snack counter had nothing apart from candy bars and
stale sandwiches. There were no knives or lead pipes or anything.
     
    Melissa could hear harsh tones from
outside and she struggled to hear the conversation between the riders and her
friends. It was then that she heard a shot and she could feel her heart
stopping momentarily. A chill raced through her and before she tried to
comprehend what was going on, her legs made the decision for her, and she
dashed out through the door.
     
    “Jenny!” she cried. The riders and
her friends looked at her with startled gazes, but her eyes searched only for
Jennifer.
     
    “Run away, Melissa!” Jennifer
sobbed. “Run, before they catch you.”
     
    Melissa stared at her friend for
signs of gunshot wounds. When she didn’t spot any blood on her, she looked at
the riders. Even with their helmets over their heads, Melissa could sense their
anger.
     
    “They’re not demons!” Melissa
yelled. “It’s Mark and his friends playing this horrific game with us!”
     
    “You need to take care of this.”
She heard one of the riders mutter to the rider whom she supposed was Mark.
     
    She saw the rider with a bandage on
his thigh, swing his leg over the bike and walking towards her. Her eyes
travelled to his hand and saw that he still held the gun tight in his grip.
     
    “Run!” Jennifer screamed. Melissa
looked at her, her view blocked by the riders in front of her. She saw Fiona
and Rafe watching her with trepidation.
     
    Mark started to come closer and
raised his arm. Melissa stared at the gun and felt her legs freeze up.
     
    Run Melissa! Just run , her
mind screamed. Melissa took a deep breath, turned around sharply and ran as
fast as she could.
     
    “Melissa, stop!” Mark screamed at
her, but Melissa continued to run ahead. Her lungs burned and she could barely
breathe as the icy wind brushed her face, but her legs carried her forward
speedily. A few feet away was the fence, so that meant that she would have to
find a hiding spot somewhere inside these buildings. She considered running
towards the theatre and then realized that it was behind her. She looked at the
shop in front of her, paused and turned around to see only dark shapes behind
her as the fog enveloped her. She was about to walk into the shop when someone
yanked her by the arm.
     
    Melissa let out a scream and lost
her balance. The figure before her pulled her up roughly and before she could
utter another scream, a cold hand was placed over her mouth.
     
    “Who are you and what are you doing
here?” someone asked in a gruff voice.
     
    Melissa started to see dark clouds
in front of her eyes and she found herself unable to breathe properly. She
struggled with the person in