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"Thats sounded like Heather!" Allan pulled out his shotgun and made sure it was loaded. "I'll see ya there Drake" He started running towards the door, then stopped. "You might wanna bring medic" he said with a chuckle. He ran off to Heather's room and burst in just in time to see Jeremy bash some creature's head in and watch it scurry underneath Heather's bed. He immediately pointed the gun underneath and unloaded his shotgun. Some liquid that looked like blood seeped from underneath. "Everyone alright?" "I think it's dead!"