I nodded.“How though?” I whispered as we hid in the shadows.


    “I think I will go do it.”


    “What?” I asked.


    “I don''t want you to get so close to dying again,” Marylyn said.


    “The worst thing we can do right now is split up.” I told Marylyn, “I am not letting you go alone.”


    “You think I am too weak?” Marylyn asked, glaring at me.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    “Can we not fight again?” I asked. She was getting so rigid in this situation, sensitive.


    “Why?!” She was screaming now, “You are the one who started it!”


    “Calm down,” I said, panicking that Death might hear us.


    “Don’t tell me what to do.”


    “Fine! I was trying to be nice, but go get yourself killed then!” I screamed as I walked away. I felt the evil flood through me as the icy words hit me. I didn’t want her to die, I was just frustrated. I couldn’t take it back now though.


    “AHHHHHH!”


    I cried in the darkness. I had never felt so much pain in such a short amount of time. The cold had numbed my body and chilled my bones till I was paralyzed.  1 hour left, alone, with Marylyn dead. I jumped as I heard footsteps.