Woodson Creek

The day was July 11th 2006; school in Woodson
Creek had just got out for the summer. It was a little late for school to begin
summer vacation as all the other schools had been released weeks earlier, but
Woodson Creek received a large amount of snow that winter so school was canceled
for a while due to the excessive amounts of snow.
Amber Lynch was one of the hundreds of students that attend
Woodson Creek Middle School. She was anxious for school to be done with so she
could hang out with her friends at the pool and chase boys at the movie
theater.
Amber tried as hard as she could to be fit in with the group
of popular kids but her family comes from a rough background and is considered
"Third Class." So Amber lives in a studio apartment with her mother and her
older brother. None of the popular kids want to hang with Amber because she
lacks what the popular kids have. You know like, a mansion with a maid and
gardener, a car for every day of the week, and an attorney who will sue your
ass faster than the speed of light.
But that didn't stop Amber from trying to be popular. She
would do anything to even be
considered by the popular people! She would leave her best friends to be the
shoe-polisher of the popular students! She would do whatever was necessary for
her to fit in.
Amber skipped home because her mom can't afford school bus
fares, and gas money has gone up recently so her brother can't pick her up
either. Her apartment was somewhat of a little while away but she didn't mind.
Amber as always loved being outside as she felt like she could escape reality
and find joy in the earth.
Amber continued skipping down the sidewalk as she hears the
honk of a car horn next to her. The driver of the old 1988 Honda civic pulls
the sunglasses from his face and waves at Amber. "Oh hey, uncle Cletus!" Amber
calls out "What are you doing here?" 
"Your momma asked me to pick you up; she's picking up some
extra hours at the bar." Cletus replies "She told me you were going to be at a
friend's house tonight?"
"Yeah but I need to drop my things off at the apartment
before I go." Amber adds in.
"Hop in" Cletus laughs. Amber walks around to the passenger's
side door and sits down, shutting the door behind her. Amber sets her things in
the backseat. "I can take you to your friend's place and I'll swing by the
apartment and take care of your things for you." 
"Sounds good, you remember where Isabel lives, right?"Amber
cautiously asks her paranoid uncle.
"Yeah I do. Ain't it right 'round the corner?" Cletus asks as
he frantically scratches his neck. Amber nods and Cletus makes a U-turn as he
drives down the road.
A few minutes later... Cletus pulls into Isabel's driveway and
Amber hops from the car. 
"Thanks, we'll have to get together for dinner sometime?"
Amber asks her uncle, trying to make it sound like she actually cares about
him. Uncle Cletus agrees and peels from the driveway.
Amber skips to Isabel's front door. She knocks on the door
and Isabel swings open the door. "Hey, thanks again for letting me stay over!"
Amber hugs Isabel and skips into the living room and plops herself down on the
floor.
"My parents are away for the weekend, they have this business
trip all of a sudden" Isabel sits on the floor since Amber is hogging the couch
"I invited some other people over by the way."
"Wait like who?" Amber curiously asks Isabel. 
"You know who. The popular kids! I thought you would be more
enthusiastic; I did this for you." Isabel replies
"Well... okay, when are they coming?" Amber smiles her pearly
white teeth in Isabel's direction. 
"They should be here in abo-" The door then swings open and a
pack of people walk through the doors. The popular ones... The girls wear their
pink dresses with white heels almost as if they're arriving to prom.
And the guys are attired with white t-shirts and preppy jock jackets.
Amber looks down at her clothing attire. She's wearing a green spaghetti strap
tank top, ripped up navy blue jeans along with old, worn out purple Chuck
Taylor's.
The girls walk over to Amber and glare down at her. Amber
looks around at the girls as they motion for her to move from the couch. Amber
quickly slides herself from the couch and sits on the floor while the bomb
squad occupies all of the furniture in the room. Leaving only poor Amber
sitting by herself on the carpet with nobody even accepting the fact that she's
at the "party."
After a few minutes of the girls talking fashion and the boys
discussing sex... how lovely. Amber decides to join herself in the conversation.
"I like your Chuck's!" A boy's voice then calls out. Amber
looks to the smaller sofa and one of the jocks is glaring at Amber. Amber
giggles and rocks back and forth in her place.
"Thanks, they're kinda old though" Amber smiles and quickly
turns her attention to the girl standing above her. The girl glares down at her
and tightens her grip around her Gucci bag.
"You talking to my man you little bitch?!" The angry woman asks Amber in a more serious tone.
"U-um no, I-I'm sorry" Amber scoots a little away from the
girl. The boy then hops up and approaches Amber.
The boy then kneels down next to Amber "Just ignore her. This
happens all the time" The boy whispers. The girl then wraps her navy blue
nailed hand around the man's shoulder. She pulls the boy to the ground and
begins to beat him with her purse! That bag must weigh quite some weight as god
knows how much unnecessary items she has in that thing.
Amber jumps up from the floor and slowly approaches the rage
filled woman. She nudges her on the shoulder. The woman quickly turns around
and bashes Amber in the face with her purse. Amber stumbles back, tripping over
a lump in the rug.
Amber falls backwards, hitting her head on the coffee table
knocking Amber out cold.
Amber awakes in a lightened room with many people standing
over her, none of who she recognizes. "Oh god Amber!" A tear-jerked voice calls
out. Another face then comes in contact with Amber's blurry vision. Amber can
easily identify the newest face as her own mother as all the other figures back
away from where Amber is.
"How are you?!" Amber's mom cries "Are you okay? Those stuck
up popular girls hurt you!" 
"I-I'm fine mom, really. No biggie" Amber then replies, she
senses that something is wrong with her but she can't figure it out.
"I'm so sorry baby!" Amber's mother cries yet again "Your uncle
and I are asking around for money so that we can go to court against that girl
and her family that hurt you!"
"Wait... Wh-why would we sue them... if I-I only got k-knocked
out?" Amber asks "N-no per-permanent damage." 
Amber's mother looks around at the other people in the room,
which Amber can only assume are doctors. "Amber... when you got knocked out you
hit your head and you managed to come in contact with the stem cell of your
eye... It caused some sort of retinal disease or infection, the doctors couldn't
decide which. But the only way to prevent it spreading to your other eye was to
remove your eye."
Amber jerks up from the bed and sits up. She looks at the men
and women wearing white lab coats in the room. "W-what?" Amber asks "My eye
it's... g-gone?" Amber's mother cries into the palms of her hands. 
"I'm so sorry Amber. I never should of let that happen to
you!" The mother continues to sob as Amber stares into oblivion with a blank
expression and not worrying too much.
"Let me see" Amber says "Please, let me see..." One of the
doctor's hands Amber a small hand mirror and Amber shines the mirror on her
face. Her left eye is covered with a medical bandage taped to her forehead.
Amber slowly reaches for the patch and begins to lift the bandage, peeling the
tape from the patch. 
The small strands of tape releases from her skin and she
slowly moves the patch from her eye. Amber is able to see where her eye should
be, but it's not there. Instead is a hollow hole revealing the innards of her
body. Amber slowly lets out a smile and a little giggle.
Amber's mom quickly turns her attention to Amber. "D-do you
know who did this mother?" Amber asks her mother.
"Amber, I really shouldn't tell y-"
"TELL ME!" Amber
shouts as she grinds her teeth together and stares into the eyes of her mother.
"M-Marcie Anderson" The mother gulps out "She was the one..."
Amber then throws the mirror to the ground as the glass shatters and everyone
in the room let out a shriek of horror. "Amber!" Amber's mother barks at her.
One of the doctors then walks over to the mother. "Mrs.
Lynch, we would like to keep her here for the next few days so that we can
monitor her behavior and give her the proper amount of medicine."
"Just... take care of my baby" The mother cries into the
shoulder of the doctor "She's only 14!" Amber's mother then grabs her ripped up
purse and gray hoodie before walking over to Amber a final time. The mother
softly kisses Amber on her forehead. "I love you... I'll be back tomorrow to
check up on you." Amber's mom then wipes back tears as she quickly leaves the
room. 
Most of the doctors also leave the hospital room, leaving
only one doctor left in the room. The doctor sits down at the chair next to the
bed and Amber turns her head to the man.
"Ms. Lynch I just want to apologize for what happe-" The doctor
cuts himself off as he tries not to bring up the topic "Let's talk about you.
How are you feeling?" He asks Amber.
"I feel empty, and not because my eye is missing..." Amber
replies "What about you, doctor?" Amber asks, cheerful and energetic. "How are
you feeling, Mr..." Amber then leans in to get a closer look of the man's
nametag. "Mr. Wallis. Such a hearty name for such a hearty doctor!" 
"Yes, but Ms. Lynch we really need to focus on you at the
moment" Doctor Wallis grabs a small clipboard from his counter and flips the
page and begins to write some. 
"Ah yes doctor, focus on me all you need!" Amber replies. She
then lays back in bed and stares at the ceiling, crossing her hands on her
stomach.
"Can you tell me exactly what happened?" The doctor asks Amber
"Or as most of what you can recall."
"Ah yes Mr. Wallis. I can remember that I was at Isabel's
house, Isabel Smith. And the "bomb squad" was there as well. One of them
accused me of flirting with their boy toy and then started hitting that one
boy. I tried to help him, but the girl; Marcie. She hit me and I tripped over
the carpet and hit my head. That is all I can remember. Honest" Amber laughs a
little bit.
"I remember that guy complimented me on my ratty-ass
Converse. He was friendly!" Amber laughs again. "Oh my god my family's so poor...
my mom works at this dirty bar for 3 bucks an hour! I still don't know how we
are going to be able to afford this. Doctor, you see we don't have insurance.
We got no money, nothing!"
"Yes, you see. A child like you really shouldn't worry about
something like that." Mr. Wallis replies. "You need to worry about things like
boys and e-mails." 
Amber belches out laughing "Yeah, well FUCK YOU too doctor!" Amber laughs "You're probably a single man
who lives alone eating Ramen Noodles and watching porn all day!" Amber chuckles
and shakes her head. The doctor stands above Amber and glares down at her.
"I am single man who lives alone and watches porn all day"
The doctor replies. He then begins to mess with the bed a little bit and Amber
feels her wrists begin tightened some. She looks down and notices that her
wrists and ankles have been restrained to the bed.
The doctor quickly begins to walk to the door that exits to
what Amber can presume is a hallway. The doctor locks the bolt of the door and
uses a key on another lock. Amber struggles to get the restraints loose.
The doctor slowly makes his way to Amber. He stands next to
her, rubbing his hand up and down her right arm. "And being a man who watches
pornography all day... I've seen some pretty wild stuff." Mr. Wallis chuckles and
hops on the bed, sitting on top of Amber; Mr. Wallis then leans down right by
Amber's ear and whispers "How 'bout we test some of them out?"
Amber tries to scream. Mr. Wallis throws his palm over her
mouth preventing her from screaming. Amber chomps down on his skin, drawing
blood as Amber's mouth tastes of old pennies... blood.
Mr. Wallis moves his hands away and fumbles with Amber's IV
bags. He grabs a syringe from the cord of the bag and moves the needle near
Amber's neck. The doctor slowly jabs Amber with the needle and pumps a liquid
into her bloodstream.
Amber becomes dreary and tired. She takes heavy blinks of her
only eye left. Amber can feel the warmth of Mr. Wallis' hands move up the
bottom of her hospital gown and to her waist. Amber furiously tries to get the
restraints loose; she can feel the doctor rip the gown off of her cold, tired
body.
The metal from the belt of the doctor clanks together as he
lets out a small laugh. Amber tries to move her body but can't as she soon
realizes that the syringe didn't have any type of medical liquid. Amber is able
to put together some letters of the writing and realize that it's no medicine
that she needs...
No medicine anyone really needs. It's labeled
"OnabotulinumtoxinA." The doctor stops
groping Amber and turns to the bag "Ah I see you found the drug. Botox, it
paralyzes the muscles for a short while. But of course I gave you a much higher
dose than the legal standards allow." The doctor chuckles and returns to Amber.
He might think he's outsmarted her... but he hasn't. Amber can feel part of her
body waking up; her limbs, arms and legs.
Amber's hand slips down
the side of the hospital bed as the doctor's hands slip further up Amber's
body. Doctor Wallis gropes Amber's breasts as she tries to scream for help but
the drugs coursing through her blood force her to barely breathe.
The doctor rips the
nightgown off of Amber and pulls off his medical jacket and blue polo. The
doctor then begins to slowly rape Amber. Amber knows nobody can hear her...
nobody is going to magically walk through the door and be her knight in shining
armor.
The doctor moans and
groans at the same time. Amber frantically moves her slow and cold fingers
around to find something to get the man off of her! The doctor seems to notice
Amber doing so. The doctor wraps his fat right hand around Amber's skinny neck.
Tears flood from the eyes of Amber as she is vulnerable to anything the doctor
wants. 
Amber is surprised by the
touch of an object on her right pinky finger. She quickly realizes what it is.
The doctor tightens his grip on Amber's neck. Amber begins to lose the
companion of oxygen and the doctor shows no sign of stopping.
Amber presses what she can
make conclusion of what is a button... and hopefully the right button. The doctor
lets go of Amber's neck as she lets out a gravely cough. The doctor grabs
Amber's head and focuses her vision on him.
A knock is at the door... it
was the right button after all. The doctor immediately looks at the door and
Amber smiles in relief. Mr. Wallis continues to rape her as another voice comes
into the conversation.
"Ms. Lynch is everything
all right?" A female doctor asks at the door "Doctor?"
"Uh... yeah; she's alright,
I guess she pressed the wrong button!" The doctor claims. Before Doctor Wallis
is able to locate the remote; Amber slams her ring finger against the button,
holding down the nurse button.
The doctor bangs on the
door again "Doctor! Open up, please!" The doctor yells. The doctor has found
the remote that Amber now controls. Dr. Wallis detaches the remote from the
Velcro strap that the white remote is attached to. Wallis throws the remote to
the ground and the banging on the door continues.
The doctor quickly
redresses himself and throws the bed sheet over Amber, not showing her exposed
nude body. The doctor fastens his belt and quickly shuffles over to the door.
He unlocks the door and a selection of three nurses run over to Amber, ignoring
Doctor Wallis.
The nurses feel over
Amber's face and check her IV bag. Amber is coming back to reality... she notices
Doctor Wallis has left the room. Amber is able to speak again. "The...sheet"
Amber mumbles to one of the nurses. The nurse quickly peeks under the white
sheet that guards Amber.
The nurse throws the sheet
back over Amber and begins to yell at her nurses "GET THAT DOCTOR!" She
screams. The other two nurses rush out of the room to find Dr. Wallis.
"Ms. Lynch! What happened?!" The nurse vulgarly
shakes Amber trying to get a response.
"R-r-rape..." Amber mumbles. The nurse sinks her
face into the lap of Amber, crying and coughing. "H-he... raped me" Amber begins
to sob and choke on her dried up tears. Another figure then immediately rushes
into the room. A doctor walks into the room and fumbles with Amber's IV bag.
"Sweetie..." The crying nurse talks to Amber
"Wh-which doctor?" Amber turns to the doctor at the IV.
"How is this possible... this is OnabotulinumtoxinA, we don't even use this drug here! It's illegal in
hospitals in this state!" The doctor takes a deep breath "The fucker drugged
her!"
Amber turns her attention back to the sorrowful
nurse. "His... n-name... Wallis" Amber coughs. The nurse and the doctor share a
quick look before both of them turn to Amber.
"Ms. Lynch, a-are you sure?" The doctor asks.
Amber slowly nods and cries again. "Ms. Lynch... there is no Dr. Wallis" The
nurse speaks
Doing their best to avoid lawsuit, Woodson
Creek Medical Center released Amber as quick as possible and agreed to give her
the proper medication and treatment for a discount, if her family agreed to
keep their mouths shut about the whole ordeal while the police department
searched for the rapist who impersonated Amber's so-called "Doctor."
Amber is now occupying room 009 of the Woodson
Creek Rehab Center. Amber has been continually thinking about her meeting with
her rapist and how she could have seen it coming. Amber couldn't have fended
off her attacker as he was much stronger and bigger than Amber had ever been.
An Asian woman wearing an old, navy blue
nursing outfit steps into the room wheeling in a tray of assorted foods along
with Amber's medication "Alright Ms. Lynch! Time for your medication!" The
nurse cheerfully smiles showing off her rotted and blackened teeth. Sitting up
from the small bed, Amber moves her IV bag along the floor and sits on the edge
of the small mattress. The nurse fiddles around with Amber's IV's and inserts a
liquid medication into a now drained bag. 
The nurse then inserts the IV needle into Amber's
arm, right next to her vain. Amber's mind fills with blurred visions and small
flashing colors of white and grey. "What are you killing me with this time... Nurse?"
Amber slowly asks the middle-aged woman
"Just some muscle relaxers Ms. Lynch!" The nurse
replies
"It's Amber... If you could stop referring to me
by 'Ms. Lynch' that would make me feel a little better about myself." Amber
laughs and the nurse doesn't reply or even look at Amber anymore. The nurse
sets the food tray on the bed as she refuses eye contact with Amber and the
nurse soon leaves the room.
Amber sits back on the bed, criss crossing her
legs and stares down at the food. Amber picks up the small, musty orange and
tosses it back and forth between her hands. "Why the hell are they serving me
mold?" Amber asks herself "It's almost like they really do want me dead!" Amber laughs as she sets the orange back onto the
bed and it slowly rolls to the dirt carpeted floor.
A certain noise floods Amber's ears and she
becomes rather confused. The noise is almost like a faint buzzing but slowly
turns into something else... Amber can hear a raging fire crackling and soft,
faint screams echoing throughout her brain. Amber lunges herself to a sitting
position and stares all around the room, looking for the source of the noise.
Through the glossy window on her door... Amber can see two or three nurses run
down the hallway and scream, some of them covered with blood splatter all over
their clothing!
Amber pushes the food tray off of her and
frantically walks to the door and stares into the hallway. An orange and yellow
flame is emerging from somewhere down the hallway... A fire. Amber grasps the
doorknob and wiggles the doorknob around violently but to her surprise, the
door has been locked!
Amber gasps and stares through the window in
horror, banging her arm and fist on the door trying to get the attention of the
staff as more and more nurses and doctors rush down the hallway trying to
escape the fire and none of them come to Amber's rescue. 
Maybe I
can break the glass?! Amber
thinks to herself. Amber roughly throws her elbow against the door, hoping to
escape... Nothing. "HELP!" Amber screams through the glass, continuing to slam
and bang against the door. Amber slowly turns to the room and looks for
something to help with her escape!
Amber grabs the food tray still holding rotten
food. Amber turns to the door, takes a step back and chucks the food tray at
the window. The food splatters over the glass and the tray falls to the ground.
Amber fiddles around her room, looking for something, ANYTHING to help her!
A small, fragile chair sits in the corner of
the room. Amber tugs at the chair before shortly realizing that the chair has
been bolted to the ground! "Why the hell is a chair bolted down?" Amber
screams, looking for more supplies.
The fire crackles and roars through the corridor
of the Rehab Center. Amber throws the bed sheets off the bed, looking for
something to help her. Amber quickly realizes something could help her... 
Amber pulls the dirty pillow from the bed,
revealing her worn down, leather diary. Amber grabs the diary and rushes
herself back to the window. Amber bashes the window with the diary hoping, yet
again for the glass to shatter! Amber continues to hit the glass with the diary
as the cover of the book begins to fall off from years and years of neglect. Amber
swings the diary at the glass a final time, hitting the glass with the hard
cover.
As the diary falls to the ground, Amber can see
a tiny crack on the glass window from where she hit the window with the diary.
Amber punches the glass again and this time the crack widens on the window
before Amber looks over at the IV bag.
The IV system is hooked up in a corner of the
room and the long tube that connects the needle to Amber's arm is dangling in
air. Amber rips the needle from her arm and runs to the IV system. The fire
enrages and grows louder and brighter as it grows closer and closer to Amber's
room.
Amber grabs the laptop from the small desk that
holds the IV bags.  Amber runs to the
window a final time and slams the laptop through the glass and into the
hallway. Amber shoves the remaining glass from the window onto the floor in the
small hallway before Amber throws herself through the now small gap in the
door.
Landing in the hallway, Amber can see the
roaring fire burning down the room next to her and the fire slowly moves itself
down the hallway. Amber rushes from the fire and to the door at the end of the
hallway with big white letters reading "FIRE EXIT" Amber rushes towards the
door.
But somebody lunges at Amber and pulls her into
a separate room! The person slams the door behind them and throws Amber on the
cold ground. Amber immediately recognizes the person wearing a black jumpsuit
with a white vest.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Amber screams, crawling
back from the attacker as far as she is able to before the man drags Amber
closer to him... Dr. Wallis! Wallis plops himself down on top of Amber as Amber
screams and kicks Dr. Wallis off of her and Dr. Wallis falls to the ground.
Amber runs out of the room and to the fire exit. Amber swings open the door before
Dr. Wallis grabs her hair and pulls her to the ground, closer to the fire.
Amber blinks adjusting her vision to match the room.
Dr. Wallis grabs Amber by her hair and begins
to drag Amber to the fire. Dr. Wallis then throws Amber on the ground before
staring at her in the eye. "I am happy to announce to the funeral of Amber
Lynch..." The doctor mumbles "She died tragically in a fire at the local Rehab
Center."
"STOP IT!" Amber yells, crying and sobbing all
over the place. Dr. Wallis grabs Amber's arm and dangles her arm over a piece
of burning furniture. Wallis then drops her arm into the flames as Amber's skin
is burnt and scarred with the fire.
Amber screams in pain as she pulls her arm from
the flame, staring at her burnt limb. Her arm is brown and oozing blood from
her fingers. Dr. Wallis grabs Amber again and drags her closer to the source of
the fire. Wallis is dragging Amber by her shoulder as they gradually gain
closer to the fire. Amber digs her teeth into the fingers of Dr. Wallis as his
grip is released from Amber.
Amber rips her teeth from the now bloody hand
and she spits Dr. Wallis' index finger onto the floor. Dr. Wallis pounces
himself on top of Amber, with blood dripping onto Amber's neck and chest.
Wallis places his sweaty hands around the neck of Amber Lynch.
"I should have killed you fourteen years ago!"
Dr. Wallis barks at Amber as he tightens his grip on her, Amber struggles for
breath as she gasps and spits blood. "You really don't know who I am... Do you?"
Dr. Wallis asks Amber. Dr. Wallis releases his hands from Amber as Amber coughs
and regains her breath.
Wallis pulls a single pistol on Amber and aims
the firearm at her skull. "I... am Brett Lynch." He mumbles "I... am your father!"
Brett yells "You've never seen me but I sure as hell have seen you, Amber! Why
couldn't you be like your brother?!" Amber stares at the man, startled by the thought
that he really could be her father.
Brett continues to aim the pistol at Amber as
he shows no sign of mercy. Amber stands from the ground and stares at Brett as
he stares back; observing Amber's fidgeting and sobs. Amber then smiles at her father
with her bloody teeth as Brett takes a step back.
Amber runs at her father, pouncing on top of
him. Her hands scratching him and her feet are dug into his ribs. Brett
struggles with Amber as she laughs and continues to scratch him. Brett pushes
Amber back onto the floor and stomps on her stomach. Amber still whaling and
laughing.
Brett points the gun to Amber again. Amber
swings her hand at Brett's face and pokes her fingers into his eyeball, blood
spills onto Amber's fingers. "YOU PERVERT! YOU FUCKER!" Amber screams. Brett
falls to the ground with Amber on top of him. Brett screams and yells in pain
from his missing eye.
"YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" Amber screams. Amber
reaches for Brett's gun and holds the firearm in her good hand. Amber bashes
Brett in his other eye with the pistol. Brett's other eye becomes bruised and
bloody as Amber continues to hit and bash her so-called 'father.'
Brett then stops moving... stops breathing. Amber
stares down at the blood soaked body of her father before standing up once
more. Amber aims the gun at Brett, hopping that he can see her one final time... "You
may be blind, father." Amber laughs "You may be dead... but I just wanted to let
you know..." Amber smiles and laughs, getting blood from her mouth all over her
clothing.
"Father... Welcome to Woodson." Amber then fires
the gun.
"Earlier this evening, Woodson Creek Rehab
Center was burnt to the ground as a result of a fire that has been determined
no accident!" The news reporter speaks into the camera "A small, broken bottle
was found at source of the fire which the bottle was most likely the result of
a Molotov cocktail that was the cause of the fire. Fourteen victims were killed
at the hands of the attackers; twelve of the victims worked at the facility and
died rescuing civilians. And the other two were civilians who have been
identified as the attackers by the names of Brett Lynch and his brother, Cletus
Lynch." The camera man then hands the reporter a slip of paper and she read it,
shocked.
"With a miracle, the Rehab Center's security
footage was able to be tracked down with the tape being found in a trash can
nearby. Reviewing the footage shows a patient of the institution killing
another civilian. That civilian killed, being Brett Lynch. The footage also
shows a woman with one eye... grabbing the tape from the camera and the tape ends
with the girl getting the footage."
Amber sits in front of the TV of her apartment,
watching the news report. The body of her mother and brother lying on the ground
soaked in blood. A picture of Amber then emerges on the TV. "If you have seen
this woman, please contact local authorities immediately. My name is Jessica
Anderson, signing out!"
Amber stands from the worn out couch and lets
her feet soak in the fresh warm blood all around the floor. Amber picks up the
bloody pistol from the couch before turning to the TV one more time. 
"Jessie Anderson..." Amber smirks. "The mother of
that prick Marcie! I'll show that bitch what it's like to have one eye. I'll
show everyone!" Amber then walks to the window of the small studio apartment
and bashes the glass with the pistol; the old rusted glass shatters instantly
as Amber climbs through the window and down the fire exit... She's always on the
hunt for her revenge as she insists that her name will not be forgotten. 
And everyone she comes across that has caused
her pain... she will show them what happens when you're in hell, begging for your
life while you are beaten and battered, soaked and covered in your own blood!
She'll show them what Amber Lynch is capable of...
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