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All Allison could do was listen, she couldn't move or speak in the slightest. She heard Dean say something they yell for Alice and she wanted badly to get up, she wanted to tell someone about her head, but she didn't maybe she would just die. She thought about it and thought to herself if I do she wondered what would happen to her friends. Maybe they wouldn't care its not like she was a part of it all, she never talked or did anything, she left when she got up came back for food then went to sleep or sometimes went out till the early morning then came back and slept.
She wouldn't be able to get up anyway, she was so tired, and had so much blood loss, she faced the facts. Either she was going to die now or die later, and she didn't know what to think she was sad at the thought of her friends dying, but she didn't know what she could do. This place was like a never ending maze. She tried to scream but all that came out was a small whine. She stopped thinking, and let the darkness take her again.

"I know the way out of here," the young girl said, her deep brown eyes solemn, with only a touch of fear in what used to be an innocent face.

"Thank you..." Lexie begin, but was unable to finish, since she had no idea of what the girl's name was.

"Cara," she supplied, taking ahold of Lexie's hand once more. The name struck a chord in Lexie's memory, and she frowned, puzzling over it. It couldn't be her....no, her sister had been taken away a long time ago, when they were still orphanage. It had been hard to face the possibility she was dead, but it had seemed likely.

"Cara?" Lexie began uncertainly. She kneeled down, tears forming in her eyes. "Is that you?"

Cara's eyes widened in recognition. "Lexie?" It hadn't sunk in until now who had saved her. "It is me!" she threw her small arms around her big sister's neck, her tears mingling with hers as they both cried silently, honestly overjoyed to see each other. After a moment, Lexie leaned back, a smile lighting up her face as she wiped away tears. "I thought you were dead," she whispered, giving her sister another fierce hug.

Dean nodded, not wanting to waste a breath having to add 'yes' to his sentence. "She's fine. We have to get out of here." He coughed, making a bit of blood splat on the floor from his insides. He groaned weakly. "Hurry..." he was about to collapse if he stayed in the same spot too long. He decided to move back into the other room, ready to get the everyone out of there. When he heard that the girl knew how to get out, he quickly turned that way. "You know a way out? Lead the way, when you can." He knew she was having a moment with her sister, as they hadn't seen each other for a long time it seemed. He was patient enough to wait, but his body wasn't. It was going to give in at any second, whether he was carrying Allison or not. You could see it, visibly, in his legs as they shook about.

OOC: Let's wait for the others...

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Dane was pulled to the next room by Alice. When he heard Cara knew the way out, his face smiled, and then he saw Dean, being weak at the moment he went next to him. Give her to me, I'll be able to carry her, you shouldnt use too much strength right now. he opened his arms in a way that Dean could drop her in.

Alice looked around the bloodstained room and her friends that matched it, the thought made her giggle a little. She limped over to the bed and leaned against it, foot steps made her heart stop for a second. "We need to get out, now," She cleanched her jaw "Please." The wolf girl's mind was racing wth thoughts on what would happen when they got out, since she knew what would happen if they didn't; death.

Dean was going to nod, but he decided he shouldn't waste his precious amount of breath on a measly word which could be transferred another way. He nodded simply and gently dropped Allison into Dane's arms. "Ughh...." he groaned to himself. He coughed up some more blood. "Guys, we gotta hurry. I'm sorry to break any moments, but-" His sorry was actually sincere. You could hear it. But he got cut off by yet another cough. His eyes looked bloodshot now. He finished his sentence though, saying, "we gotta get going or we'll all be doomed."

Lexie nodded, standing up. She grasped Cara's hand tightly; she was not going to be seperated from her younger sister again. "Lead the way," she said, he voice slightly husky from her tears.

Cara nodded, and strode out the door. She kept her paces slow; they all seemed shaken, and one of them badly injured. He had even been coughing up blood, which had made her wince in sympathy. She silently murmured under her breath as they passed countless rooms; it had been what seemed like forever since she had even seen the exit.

But she managed to find it. She squeezed Lexie's hand in excitement and relief. Cara had honestly thought she would die in here. "This is the way out," she said, almost in awe. It was one thing to think wistfully, and another for it all to become reality. She was trembling slightly.

Lexie wrapped her whole arm around her little sister; she was trembling now. "Who'd like to do the honors?" she asked.

Dean followed them but seemed to be lagging behind, holding his chest which was covered with blood stained bandages. When he finally saw the exit, though, his face lit up. He finally stopped behind the others and puffed out a breath. He barely managed to put a smile on his face. "I think Cara should. Without her, we'd still be back there looking for it. Who knows how we would've gotten out." He nodded, wanting to get out as soon as possible. He looked in front of him, at all the others. Thank gosh they had all gotten out alive, even if some of them had massive bleeding, including himself.

Cara nodded, slightly breathless from anticipation. She quickly walked forward, and pushed open the door. The sweet smell of fresh air washed over her, and a wide smile grew on her face, accompanied by a light-hearted laugh. She had been in there for years, with only occasional windows to look out of. She had forgotten how wonderful being outside could be...how wonderful being free was.

Joy overwhelmed her, and she ran outside without waiting, seemingly unable to stop. Lexie ran after her, a smile on her face too, though not quite as large.

Alice quietly but quickly made it through the door, and at that moment she felt hope. Her heart lifted a little as sunlight his her and she made her way to the road, turning into a wolfess. "Everyone, get in your canine forms, it'll be easier to hide that way." She suggested as she waited for Dean to get up front so he could lead the way, or so he could lean against her.

Cara nodded, and became a young, golden pup. Lexie morphed as well, basically an older version of her, with slightly darker fur.

Cara's tail was wagging rapidly, almost a blur, and she bounded back to the rest of the smal group which she had now become a part of. Excitement shone from her brown eyes, and she stood beside her older sister.

Lexie looked down on her, then looked back at the others. "We should get moving," she barked.

Dean tried his best to walk out quickly, but his wounds made it almost impossible to pass anyone. His chest ached like crazy. It had literally been cut open in half. The blood seemed to spill out endlessly, despite the fact there was gauze all over him. He decided to take off his shirt. It seemed like the only possible choice. These were the only clothes he'd have for a while until he was able to steal a new pair. If they got too much blood on them it'd mean strange looks from passerbyers on the streets and eventually a call to the police. The group definitely didn't need that. When he finished doing that, he just put the shirt in his pocket. You could now fully see the bloodied gauze. Noticing just how much it was seeping through, Dean grabbed the gauze roll out of his other pocket and tried his best to strap on some more.

"Sorry about this... I know it might feel uncomfortable, but..." he trailed off. He wasn't exactly sure how his friends felt about this. After all, they'd never really seen him in his human form shirtless before. None of them have seen each other like that as far as the blonde haired teenager could remember.

He then heard Alice mention changing into their canine forms. He nodded and tried it out, but it made things ten times worse. In his dog form, his chest and stomach were facing the ground, making it easier for the wounds to ache more and for the blood to drip. He changed back quickly. "Sorry.. I can't..." he said solemnly.

OOC: After a few more posts, this'll be paused for the others

Lexie looked back at Cara. "Stay in canine form, okay? It'll be easier for you to run if you need to." Cara nodded, and then Lexie morphed.

Now a human, Lexie walked over to Dean. She tried to ignore how he lacked a shirt, and helped him wrap more guaze around the wound. "Like it or not, Dean, you're going to have to see a doctor. That thing needs some serious stitches." Concern was obvious on her face, drawing her eyebrows together.

Alice giggled as she looked at him shirtless "Oh Dean, we aren't five, and your body doesn't look that shabby either." She joked, trying to lighten the mood slightly. She slowed her pass and went to the other side of him, giving him some moe support. "So..where are we going exactly?" She knew they couldn't go home, thats the first place they would look.