Hunger or Thirst?

Chapter 12

Third Pov

Luis and Leah had lost track of Bonnie after she sprinted off to match the pace of Kevin the cat in pursuit. Leah showed concern, as she placed her hands on her forehead in worry, gently rubbing the lines that formed on it as she was getting scared. Luis was more composed, looking around their environment, until he heard a voice from the building closest to him and Leah.

"Leah, Luis. Over here!!" Both looked up and found themselves staring at a stressed Bonnie and the cat in her arms. Leah was glad to see her, evident from her smile of relief but Luis couldn't wonder what happened as Bonnie wasn't the type to enter a building alone especially with her cautious nature and displayed dislike of anything remotely related to horror in real life. Yet, the sound of Kevin the cat purring even louder made him be on guard as he considered it to be a bad sign.

"Bonnie! Don't move from the bars!!" Luis declared with an unexplainable expression on his face. Leah looked at Luis in confusion, not understanding the warning from him. She quickly understood as she grew stiff from shock when she noticed something approaching Bonnie. Neither Luis or Leah could tell what it was, but the alarmed purring of the cat and the sudden drowsiness displayed by Bonnie, before they noticed her being pulled away by the being they couldn't properly decipher in terms of appearance.

Leah wasted no time in heading towards the door but felt a tight grip on her hand from Luis, who looked at her with a stoic expression, quickly hiding away his fear and worries from her or anyone else to see. "Do not go in there when you have nothing to fight with," He instructed the redhead in front of him. They had no weapon on them and blindly charging in to save Bonnie without any knowledge on what was going on. If they acted on impulse, it would guarantee Bonnie's possible demise and their end as well. The tanned skin man wanted to think this through and consider every single category or blind spots in the plan he was hatching in his head, giving no sign of sharing it with Leah.

Leah didn't want to think about it, as each second counted. They both knew that but their methods of approaching things they were clashing and neither of them were going to compromise for the other. Eventually, Leah got tired of waiting for Luis and walked up the stairs of the entrance of the home, bringing out a pistol from under her clothe. She opened the door and watched as the door shut itself on its own, making Luis hiss in annoyance as he couldn't spend all time thinking when Leah decided to enter the clearly abandoned home as well. His eyes darkened as he read the name plate of the house and knew he had to be flexible with his current decision.

He pushed his hair backwards, bringing out the torchlight from his pockets and entered the home as well, finding Leah in front of the hall. She seemed frozen on the spot, while looking at the different doors in the hallway in front of them. Luis didn't wait for her to speak, as he immediately looked for a light switch to the home, if it still worked as he was sure that Ophelia wouldn't have paid for a place, she was no longer living in for years no matter how rich she or her family were to the public in Lock city. The mortician was able to find a switch, testing it by pushing one of the buttons and found himself staring at a figure with multiple eyes and tentacles with fangs all over them that attached itself to the ceiling, causing him to quickly shut off the lights. He clenched his chest, his ears filled with the sound of drumming from his heart with his faint breathe.

'What was that?' He thought to himself, still unable to fully grasp what he was looking at. Maybe it was just a pigment of his imagination but that shouldn't have made him feel like he was one second away from losing his own mind. Something was wrong with the place they were in and haunted wasn't the right word to describe the building anymore. He wasn't sure how long it took for him to catch his breathe and regain his focus, but it was his instincts screaming at him to leave the building. He would have but he needed to get Bonnie and also Leah, as Bonnie seemed rather fond of the latter and he wasn't trying to make the brunette suffer from depression because of it. But he was beginning to wane down his options and he knew he would save just himself and Bonnie in a heartbeat, no offence to Leah.

He stood back on his feet, dimming the light of his torch and walked back to Leah's location. The reporter looked at the doors, completely confused on which part she should choose while Luis already figured out that it was the first door on the left that Bonnie entered, evident by the subtle pieces of fur on the ground and on the doorknob. Now how he was going to get her through the door without making himself look suspicious was going to be the hard part in this situation. "Which door are you going to pick?" Luis asked Leah, snapping her out of her concentration.

'She is back to the real world. Finally, she isn't going to be doing something that causes me problems.' His face was guarded, taking his time to gauge her reaction and response as she was the more unpredictable one between him, Bonnie, Michael and her. She was impulsive and that was enough to try to use her own reaction to things to get Bonnie back safely, yet his internal dialogue stopped, as they heard all the doors in the home clicking open all at once simultaneously.

Things were about to get even more dangerous for the people present in Ophelia's home now.