Later, as I hid in the shadows of the room, I looked at Brian and Shane, who slept as if the world didn't exist. I dared to come out of my hiding place and walked over to Shane's bed. "Hang in there, big brother. This'll soon be over and I'll be back." I leaned over and kissed his cheek. I sat there for a minute and wondered, just how sick was Ryan? 'He's not just an obsessed fan, he's a stalker.' I shuddered at the thought. Someone was out to kill my friends and all because I was too frickin' stupid not to talk to Brian. Now I was dead trying to work my way back and my friends were dying inside to know that time was running out.
I moved over to Brian and played with his curly bangs. "Poor baby. Look what that prick did to you and Shane. And all because of me. But I promise I'll make everything right. No matter what."
That's when I heard it. The door was trying to be opened. He had arrived and I was ready.
Quietly, I went back into the shadows, made sure my nose and mouth were covered and waited for the right time to strike.
Ryan entered the room and quietly made his way between the beds. He took Shane's first. He reached into his long black trench coat and pulled out a huge Bowie knife. Slowly, he raised it above Shane's chest as if he were enjoying the moment. "You know I wouldn't do that if I were you." He gasped as he looked up and saw me coming out. Then he looked back down and started to bring the knife down. I shot him with a bolt of electricity and caught the knife as it flew out of his hands. Ryan hit the wall with a loud crash and the room shook as if thunder had struck.
That crash was enough to wake Shane and Brian up. "Oh my God! Shane, get up and get out!" Brian must've been more awake than Shane because he had to drag Shane into the adjoining room.
Ryan regained his senses and came at me with the hook. "All right ninja. It's time to end this!" I whipped out my machete again and blocked the on-coming blow.
"Give it up Ryan! You can't kill me! I'm already dead!" With that last word I kicked Ryan in the chest and sent him through the door to the adjoining room where everyone was waiting.
He got up and looked around then turned back to me. "This still isn't over, ninja!" He ran out to the balcony of the room and sped down the fire escape.
"Chicken." I thought about that for a minute. Then it hit me. "You know AJ, think you're right. I think he really is scared. Scared of dying."