Lia's heart was smashing itself against her chest, almost as if it was trying to burst out of her chest and impale itself on a sharp object nearby. Her hair hung around her face in a tangled scraggly mess, her eyes wide and panicked as they shifted from Jeremy to...<span style="font-style: italic">Jeremy.</span>Her blood ran cold as she realized she wouldn't be able to tell which was which, until something defining revealed itself. As she watched the two blood-covered bodies struggle underneath the other's grip, she watched as one of them overpowered the other and dragged the weaker of the two down into the blood.<br/><br/>Bingo.<br/><br/>She aimed a shot and fired, hitting the copy in the shoulder, making the other figures behind it look up at her, a growing animosity flooding through the room's muggy air. Her heart felt like it was going to stop suddenly without warning as she waited for something to happen. Anything. Were they going to attack?<br/><br/>A hand reached out and covered her mouth from behind, a warm liquid trailing down from the fingers. Lia screamed and bashed her elbow back into the assailant's ribs, though it did nothing, his grip not loosening as his other hand moved in front of her and easily pulled the gun from her hands. She tried to hang onto it, but the longer she was being held, the more quickly her strength depleted until she couldn't move beyond her hands grabbing at his hand covering her mouth and tugging violently.<br/><br/>Feeling the barrel of the gun press against her temple made her freeze, eyes wide as she listened for the<span style="font-style: italic">click</span>of the gun just before the trigger would be pulled and effectively kill her. But nothing happened, the person behind her held the gun to her head, kept her mouth covered and seemed to be watching the scene in front of him, watching Jeremy struggle in the pool of blood.