Russ is standing over me as wake up from a nap I didn't even knew I took. I guess being in a room thats hotter then a sauna on a summer day makes you tired as hell. "Dude.. hah man you look like a BBQed pig." I gave Russ one of those this is all your fault looks, but thats hard to do when there's duck tape covering your mouth.Russ starts at the task of untieing my ankles as a loud banging sound comes from the other side of Russ's door. At first me and Russ think its just another one of the bikers dumb smashing fest and something broke but a few seconds later we hear it again. I rip the tape off my mouth as Russ collects a small bag of his clothes and personal belongings. On account that im ready to leave this hell hole Russ calls a home I wait on the balcony outside of the window. "Russ leave the poster we can get a new one.." "Shit no man this is my favorite one.." I came back in the window to try and tear Russ away from his beloved poster when all of a sudden we hear the lock to the door open and the door handle turn ever so slightly. Russ jumps and hides under a pile of dirty clothes and I jump on the bed and lay down as if nothing happened and I never moved. The door opens enough to let a figure slide in and in one quick motion the door is closed behind him as if the figure slid through the door itself. I look over at the pile of clothes on the floor and see Russ's shoe sticking out between a old pair of pants. The figure moves towards me and begins to take shape. That unshaven look, those eyes that gave you the entire spot light were staring right at me.. "Hey kid.. wheres my twenty.." If living with the bikers have taught me anything it would be running. I jumped off Russ's bed and ran towards the open window, half of me was out of the window when I felt a strong hand on my foot, I looked down and saw the hand of Buster Brown pulling me back in, I kicked my legs and let out a "Get the hell off me you freak.." in the process of trying to get out I managed to knock the curtains off and rip down the curtain rod. Just when I thought I couldnt pull myself away the grip on my foot loosened "Get your hands off of him.. Man.." Turning around I noticed Russ was on Busters back and choking him with a old sock, his face was a deep red and he let go of my foot and slumped to the floor, Russ had a tight grip on the sock around busters neck and was still pulling as hard as he could. "Russ.. dude what the fuck are you doing let go.... knock it off man.. he has had enough" I said as Russ was still holding tightly. The spot light in Busters eyes faded and his face was a deep purple and almost looked like a giant bruise rather then a mans face. "Russ knock it the fuck off..." I said as I shoved Russ off Busters limp body... " What the hell did you do man.." Russ and I looked down at Busters body... His eyes were slightly open and warm wet liquid trickled out of his mouth and nose. Russ was staring at him intently when suddenly it smelt like charred clothing. It was the first time I notice that I couldnt even see out the window on account of all the smoke. During my struggle I knocked over the curtains that landed on the space heater which fell on to the pile of dirty laundry.. " Russ we gotta go man, like now" Russ was still staring at the body when I was trying to plan a escape. The window by now was blocked by a fire ball of clothes, so the only option was the door. " Russ! " Russ snapped out of what ever was blocking his mind and looked up at me with a look in his eyes of shear panic. " Theres nothing we can do man... just leave him" I said as I picked up the curtain rod and wrapped my blanket around one end and stuck it in the fire so it would lite, the blanket started up in a few spikes then the fire engulfed the entire blanket with one arm holding the curtain rod and the other pulling Russ, we ran towards the door and opened it with out looking back, the bikers were all chilling out and smoking shunk when we came through. " What the fuc..." was all joker said before I threw the curtain rod and all onto the sofa where immediately it started on fire in a blaze of colors. Russ and me pushed past the boxes of stolen VCRS and managed to get through the front door and took two steps at a time, which then landed us outside the video den " Get down" Russ screamed as part of the steps collapsed nearly knocking Russ in to me. Screams filled our ears as we ran further and further down the dark alley. Taking a glance behind me I saw a explosion of dark reds and oranges...
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