When I wake up I'm in my house. The house that burned down the day of general 48s ambush. As I look around I notice my body is sending off a fluorescent light that shines. As I keep walking down the hall it lights the path up.  My ears are ringing as I slowly walk down the corridor.

This doesn't feel right. Something is wrong-
A loud pitch scream comes from downstairs as I hesitantly follow the battle cries. Finally I stop in front of the basement.
As I walk down the stairs I hold onto the railing: in fear of falling down into the darkness. My bare feet hit the floor as I enter the storage room. My eyes go wide as I stand there trying not to scream by the horror I see in front of me.

Deangeline was hung by her head her body limp. In the corner of the room laid josh and Jake. There arms and legs were cut off and In a trash bag. The walls had blood splattered all over the place. The storage room reaked of dead bodies. Near the closet beck's was sitting. Her neck was sliced open blood all over her white shirt. Her eyes were open and her face was full of bruises.
My hand begins to shake as I open the closet door. The door slowly opens with a creak as I let out a scream.
Chained to the wall was Arthur. His eyes were shut and he had a bullet wound in his head.
My screams turn into sobs. I fall to my knees sobbing as I cover my face. Who could have done this!!
This is terrible!

" Mari-"
A voice echoes in my head
My head continues to pound as I continue sobbing. The voice isn't stopping. Instead it continues to chant my name.
" Mari......
Mari.........
MARI!!!"

Finally my eyes open as I sit up and scream. I can't stop trembling and sobbing. My head is still pounding. But the voice sounds familiar.
" Marianne!!!! It's alright it's me!!!"

I pause and breathe heavily as I look up. I'm inside the house of gangsters still. I'm on the couch where I feel asleep on hours ago.
" Mari?! Answer me God damnit are u okay,?!"
I turn and stare at Arthur. He's not dead. He's alive, there all alive. It was a godamn dream. A fucking nightmare. I stare at Arthur but I don't say anything. He is glaring back at me. his face is no longer anxious and cold hearted. I can tell judging by his facial expressions that he is actually concerned about me.

" Mari-"
Arthur stops talking as I wrap my arms around him. He hugs me back as I sob into his jacket. I'm sitting in his lap. Crying like a two year old. His hand caresses my soft red hair. I can't help but sob more as he holds me tight.
" It's okay I'm here Mari I'm right here....."
He whispers reassuringly in my ear.

I don't know how long my soap opera went on for. What felt like hours of whimpering and crying as actually twenty minutes.
I let out a content sigh. Sniffling as I wipe my nose with my shirt sleeve.
I was finally drained of tears, I was actually feeling a little bit better.

" Mari what happened who hurt you?"
I look up at Arthur and frown.
" No one hurt me arthur-"
" Then why were u screaming and hollering like someone was about to kill you?"

Ten minutes pass by as I tell Arthur all about my nightmare. I'm expecting him to tell me
( Suck it up buttercup)
             Or
( Grow up shortie)

Butt to my surprise he is actually listening to every word I have to say. As if we weren't just arguing hours ago. As I continue to rant to him he play with my bangs. Curling my bangs in between his fingertips: as if this is all rather interesting to him.

" Have u tried coping skills?"
" They don't work for me"
Despite my protest Arthur cuts into my sentence
" Come with me"
He grabs my wrist tight tugging me along with him. I follow him out of curiosity. Where exactly is he taking me? Arthur tugs me into the shooting room. Lined up are three bullseye's. On top of the desk in the corner is a gun. Arthur walks over and picks it up. He grabs my hand and places the gun in the palm of it.

" What do u want me to do with this?"
I stare at the gun waiting for Arthur to answer. To my surprise he uses his pointer finger to gently make me look him in the eyes. As I stare at him I realize what he is referring to.
" I'm going to teach you how to use a gun"
I hand Arthur the gun and push him away instantly. My hands begin to shake as I stand there staring at Arthur angirly.
" Are you insane!!! I refuse to learn how to use a weapon!-"
" Marianne if your going to live here you need to learn"
He says in a stern voice. I shake my head and back away two steps. How could he ask me this! Learning how to use a gun would mean I would have to use it to KILL PEOPLE
And I don't want to learn......
I don't want to kill people.

" Mari listen to me God damnit!"
Arthur yanks me close inches away from my face. I feel my stomach turn  as I stare deep into his eyes.
" This is for your safety Mari! I won't be here all your life to ensure your protection! And I don't know what I would do if I lost you. So take this gun and at least attempt to learn for your sake."
He places the gun in my hand as I let out a sigh of defeat.
" Fine
I'll learn as long as u teach me Arthur."
He smiles at me and nods
" I wouldn't have it any other way"