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    They got there and ran inside closing the door and locking it. Damien's Mastiff ran up to them excitedly and jumped on them. " Not now Butch." Damien shoved him away. "Stay here." Damien ran to his parent's bedroom and grabbed their shotgun and a box full of shells. Damien walked back into the living, " This should keep us safe for a while. We should probably stay here until we know what's going on." " Yeah, so what do you think is going on?" " I don't know but we'll find out." They both went and sat on the couch. Damien loaded the shotgun and laid it on the coffee table. "I'm scared." Allie whispered. " Don't be I'll keep you safe. I'm gonna change into something more comfortable, do you need something?" Damien asked. " Yeah I don't want to stay in this dress." " Ok I'll bring you back something." " Don't leave me." Allie said getting up with him. He smiled and they walked to his room.

     Since Damien wore tight girl pants it wasn't hard to find her something to wear. Damien changed into tight black pants and a tight black From First to Last shirt with a white bandanna hanging from his left back pocket. He put his White slip on Vans on and gave Allie her stuff to change into. She changed into the pants and they were really tight on her and long so she had to roll them up a few times. After she rolled them up she put on the blue Blood Brothers shit Damien had given her. When she was done she sat quietly on the bed. She noticed Damien looking out the window. " What are you looking at?" she asked. "There's even more now, twice as much." "What are we gonna do?" " I don't know, this is weird." Damien's purple razor vibrated in his pocket letting him know he had a text message. He flipped it open, it said " Where are you bro? What's going on?"

    He replied quickly saying " My house with Allie w/e going on it's fucked." " Who was that and what'd it say?" Allie asked. " It was Hayden. He asked me where we're at."

    They heard Butch barking and growling. "What's his problem?" Damien said under his breath. He walked out of his room biting his lip ring. He didn't see anything except Butch barking at the back door. He didn't think anything of it and went back to his room. " What was it?" Allie asked. " I didn't see anything." His phone vibrated " Yea it's fucked. Me, Ashley, and Chris are stuck in the bowling alley." He wrote back, " Is it safe?" and shoved his phone back into his pocket. 

    He stood there with his arms crossed still biting his lip ring. Butch was still barking. " Shut up Butch!" Damien yelled. They heard glass break. Allie's eyes got big. Damien looked behind him listening to something moving around. He walked out into the hallway seeing something in the kitchen. He grabbed the door knob and locked it. "Don't open it unless your sure it's me." " No." Allie whispered getting up but Damien closed the door quietly.

    He walked slowly to the doorway of the kitchen. Seeing the person there was no doubt it was one of "them". It's clothes were riped up and he had blood all over him, and the most obvious reason he was eating dogfood. Damien walked into the living room and tried to calm his breathing so he wouldn't be heard. Butch was cowered in a corner. "What a pussy." Damien thought. He walked slowly back to the doorway and took a deep breath. He took a step into the kitchen raising the gun to aim at him. " Hey fuck face." He turned around and kind of did a snarling growl at him. Blood was running from his dog food filled mouth.

    He was swaying side to side trying to decide if he wanted to attack. He threw his arms up and took one step. Damien pulled the trigger and jumped back from the recoil. He kept the gun pointed at him and kicked his leg and it was limp. The relief he had went away when he saw the back door was shattered into pieces.

Allie was scared yet relieved when she heard a knock on the door. " Dammie?" She whispered against the door. " Yeah let me in." She opened the door and flew into his arms. "It's ok. It was one of them, he broke in through the door. We have to go block it up." She nodded and walked into the living room. Allie saw a pool of blood around the guy that had attacked. She stopped herself from throwing up at the gruesome sight.

    "Here, help me pick up this table." Damien said already grabbing his end. Allie struggled but eventually picked her side up. They put it up where the door used to be then Damien pushed the couch against it to hold it up.