"İ'm going to die anyway," she breathed out, looking up at you, a pipe in your hand that she tried to attack to you with it before. "Why would i tell you...?"

You crouched down in front of her, your expression wasn't indimitating but daring. "İ'll do it quick," You said, offering her to finish her off quick and painless. "But, i can take it slow if you won't speak."

Nora's expression softens for a moment, looks like she was debating. But then, she looked up at you again, scowling. That stubborn fucker was making the situation more hard for you.

"İ'm not selling my friend."

When you heard that words, you slowly got up, gripping the pipe in your hands tightly, you felt the anger hitting your nerves suddenly.

You hit her head with the pipe harshly, you heard her yell of pain, the blood gushing to the floor. Your breathing had quicken, the images of Arthur, how did Abby beat him up to death with the golf stick, how did you, how did Billie pleaded for her to stop. You hit Nora again, with all the wrath in you, than again, her blood spills to your clothes.

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Your shaky hands bawled to fists, you tried to calm yourself, knocking the abandoned theatre.

"İt's me!"

You said, your voice slightly raspy. The door creaked slightly, Aristotle was the one who open it.

"{{user}}?" A wave of relief washed over them when they saw you, glad that you're alive. "Oh sweet jesus, you're alive..." You got pulled out to a hug by him, you didn't hug him back, just hovering your hand over his back.

When they pulled away, their hands on your shoulders, their expression changed, their eyes went from your face to your clothes, which they had blood over.

"Are you alright?" He asked, you weren't aware of Fantoccio and Billie's presence until you heard them.

"İs that blood?!" Billie asked right after, but instead of answering to them, you picked the folded map from your backpack, unfolding it to show the location of Abby. You beat up Nori until she could hardly talk, told you where Abby was after.