''What'd she say?'' Murdoc asked. They stood up, hurrying to the lift. ''Um, I think she said help.'' The satanist punched the button. Shaun Ryder's voice came, singing, ''It's coming up, it's coming up, it's coming up, it's there.'' Murdoc scowled. That got annoying when you were in a hurry. Russel pushed him inside, and pressed the button to go up. They stared at each other nervously, wondering what it could have been to scare Noodle.
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Noodle backed up, and 2D stepped forward. It was clear he didn't remember her. Tears rolled down her face, and she dropped the bat. She had neevr felt such fear and sadness before. It seemed to squeeeze her until she couldn't breath. He tilted his head, staring at her, then lunged. Noodle covered her face with her arms, screaming.
The blow never fell. Noodle un-covered her face. Russel had thrown his sneaker at 2D. Murdoc went to her, protectively holding her shoulders. The singer was on the ground, looking confused. Russel ran over to Noodle and Murdoc. ''You ok, baby girl?'' he asked, touching her face. She nodded, then screamed. It was too late. 2D bit down on Russel's shoulder. He yelled, trying to grab for the singer, but he was too big to reach around.
Murdoc cursed, picking up the bat. He swung, knocking the zombie-fied singer off of Russel. 2D hissed, and the satanist swung again, missing the singer. Noodle ran to the drummer's side, concern on her face. ''Russel-san?'' her voice was teary, and on the edge of screaming. Lightening flashed, lighting up the hallway. 2D' eyes were glowing red, and Murdoc's body was lit up with white light. Russel groaned, knocking Noodle out of her fear. ''Yes, Russel-san?''
Her face paled. His eyes were red, and his skin was pasty looking. Blood covered his shirt, neck and face. He groaned again, reaching towards her. She jumped off the ground, tears dripping off her face. ''Murdoc-san, Russel!''
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Sakura Drops
Utada Hikaru
Falling in love, saying goodbye
With a vow that this is the last heartbreak
Even the cherry tree, swaying in the wind
Will eventually blossom