Brian jumped when he heard Lisa shout, not even needing to think that something might be wrong. He knew. He stepped into the bathroom, also horrified by the sight before him. Korynn was still alive, but there was something very wrong with her. Instead of her usual bright blue eyes, they were dark, almost empty looking. Brian and Lisa just stood there, looking at the knife in Korynn’s hand, and the clean slice from her wrist to her elbow with the blood dripping into the bathtub.

“How did she get a knife?” Brian asked.

“The feel of the steel.” The voice came out as a low growl. “The feel,” the voice growled and Korynn proceeded to slice her other arm.

“NO!” Lisa shouted, reaching out for the knife.

“Feel it!” the voice shouted, planting the knife into Lisa’s right shoulder, then pulling it out.
Lisa shouted in pain, a slew of swear words coming from her mouth. She pulled back, leaned against the wall and pressed her left hand over the wound.

“Korynn, snap out of it!” Brian shouted, grabbing her wrist that held the knife.

“You have to feel it,” she said in a low growl, trying to stab Brian.

Lisa backed away from the shower and watched the struggle, her left hand pressed over the stab wound in her shoulder, blood flowing through her fingers. She used her right hand to try and contact Matt. Korynn lunged at Brian again, still trying to stab him, but he maintained his firm grip on her wrist. As Brian struggled, Lisa managed to get in touch with Matt. Korynn lunged again, freeing herself from Brian's grip. She had lunged at Brian again, but instead of trying to grab her, he shoved her, and she had tripped over the rug and fell backwards towards Lisa. As soon as Matt picked up the phone, a searing pain shot up Lisa’s right leg, causing her to scream out again. The knife was planted in her middle thigh, almost to the handle.

“Fuck!” Brian shouted. “Korynn! You have to snap out of it!”

“Brian, that’s not Korynn! She’s fucking possessed!” Lisa shouted shakily, her hand gripping the handle of the knife.

Korynn still tried to attack Brian, lunging at him again. Both of them turned just a little bit, and Brian tried to hold her back against the wall. Almost as fast as the struggle began, it was over. Korynn's bare feet on the tile floor slipped out from under her. She stumbled back towards the bathtub and fell, grabbing the shower curtain in the process. The sound of the shower curtain coming off the hooks mixed with a sickening thud filled the bathroom, then it was quiet. Silence lasted a moment when Matt came down the hall outside the room shouting. Brian looked at Lisa who was now curled up in the corner, left hand on her shoulder, the other holding the knife handle. She was shaking in pain and fear. He then looked at the bathtub. Korynn had fallen back, cracking her head against the hard tile wall. The shower still ran, the water turning red as it ran off her body down the drain. Brian uttered a sickened groan as he reached to turn off the shower, noticing the back of her head split open.

“Lisa!? Korynn!? Brian!?” Matt shouted from the doorway of the bedroom.

“Hold on, Matt,” Brian said. “Lisa, it’s over, come on.”

“I kinda…can’t…get…up,” she said, still shaking.

“Try to get away from the wall just a little bit so I can pick you up.”

Lisa managed to scoot away from the corner enough so Brian could pick her up. Her right arm painfully went around Brian’s neck while he picked her up bridal style. He carried her out of the bathroom, where Matt stood, his jaw dropping when he saw them.

“What the hell happened?” Matt asked.

“Korynn, she was…she attacked us,” Brian said before motioning to Lisa. “She needs a hospital.”

“We'll work on that, but get her down to the kitchen at least. I have to go back to where I was, but I'll send Zacky down.” Brian nodded

“It was like she was possessed,” Lisa said quietly.

“I know, I know. It’s over now though,” Brian said in a soothing voice.

Brian managed to carry Lisa downstairs to the kitchen where he sat on the floor, holding her on his lap. She still trembled in fear and pain over the incident. Brian tried his best to calm her down.

“You’re fine now, we’re gonna bandage you up and you can relax.”

“Her eyes. They weren’t human. Fuck my shoulder hurts.”

“What about your leg?”

As soon as Brian reminded her about the leg, her brain registered the pain that shot through her thigh as her hand gripped he handle of the knife.

“How’s she doing?” Zack asked as he walked into the kitchen.

“She’s hurt, what do you think?” Brian replied, still holding Lisa in his arms. “Find a first aid kit or something, Zack.”

Zack opened drawers and cabinets trying to find something. He managed to find a dusty old first aid kit, grabbed it and knelt down in front of the two. He rummaged through the old box and managed to find clean gauze while Brian shifted to help Lisa sit between his legs with her back to his chest.

“I guess we’ll get the shoulder one first,” Zack said. “Lisa, umm…you might have to take your shirt off for this,” he said awkwardly.

At this point, Lisa didn’t care what was going on besides the fact that she wanted to live. She pulled her hand away from her shoulder, grabbed the bottom of her shirt and tried to pull it up and off, but the pain in her shoulder wouldn’t let her arm raise above her head. She hissed in pain and dropped her arm.

“We’ll have to cut it, or at least the sleeve and the area around the shoulder,” Zack said.

“Just do whatever you have to do,” Lisa groaned. “I’m feeling light-headed.”

Zack grabbed a pair of scissors and carefully cut Lisa’s shirt just enough to expose the wound. A steady stream of blood poured out and Zack dabbed it with the stray cloth from Lisa’s shirt. Once he wiped the area clean, he pressed a square piece of gauze over it. Brian held it while Zack wrapped extra gauze around her shoulder and upper arm. While Zack was content with his work, Lisa knew what was coming next as her gaze dropped to the knife that was still implanted into her middle thigh. She whimpered.

“Zack, go in my bag, there's a clean towel in there.”

He nodded and left the room for a moment. When he returned, he handed the towel to Brian who unfolded it, giving a corner of it to Lisa. “Bite it when he pulls the knife out.”
Lisa whimpered again and gripped the towel as Zack picked up the scissors again and proceeded to cut her jeans where he needed to so he could quickly wrap the wound.

“Okay, Brian, you need to hold her tight. I'm not getting kicked or punched out of pain and anger.”

Brian nodded and wrapped his arms around her, avoiding her injured shoulder, and wrapped his leg over her uninjured one. Zack squatted and placed one knee just under hers, putting pressure to hold her leg to the ground. he then instructed Lisa to bite down on the towel. She bit hard and turned her head away, squeezing her eyes shut and taking a deep breath.

“Three…two…one,” Zack counted down then pulled the knife hard.

Lisa screamed in pain through the rag then began gasping in pain as she felt her flesh tear when the knife was pulled out. She struggled against the two men holding her tightly for a few moments as their voices swirled in her head. The pain and blood-loss took their toll on Lisa. She cried in pain for another moment, then laid her head back against Brian’s chest where her mind slipped out of consciousness.

Notes

I'm still alive guys!!!!! Still really busy. Still no internet at my house. Been working a lot of hours and in any off time I have I'm just trying to relax and catch up on sleep. Work has just been insanely busy. I hope you guys enjoyed this update though! *Hugs all around* Thanks guys for being so awesome and putting up with gaps between updates! Once work dies down I'm going to work on getting cable and internet.