Snippet #1975136

~Angie Johnson~

Angie continued coughing as she gotten weaker as she called out. "T-Thomas.." As she held his hand as she breathe in the gas painfully as she as lay across the floor, about to black out as she heard crying and screaming from the others. She tried to stay awake as she tried standing up, but couldn't as she weakly fallen back to the floor as she closed her eyes, she couldn't keep them open any longer as she let go of her brothers hand as she thought about how much it hurt but felt numb at the same time, it was hard for her to explain as she breathe in more of the gas that was hurting her lungs.



She couldn't stay awake any longer as she slowly fallen into darkness as she pass out from the gas, she just hope everyone else was okay. She wonder if she was dead or she just passed out from the gas, she didn't know but she was worried for the others, she didn't want them to die like that boy, that poor boy who didn't deserve to die, noone deserve to die an painful death for no reason at all. She wonder how they gotten away with this sick game of there's for so many years. She knew she wasn't dead, she would have saw an white tunnel or whatever, she still felt pain, like she was unconscious but still can feel what she is going through as she tried opening her eyes as she did moments later to see the gas still around in the air as people cough or cried in pain as she look around for Thomas, quite scared if he's dead.
"Thomas?" She called in an worried tone as she felt around the air for him as she grab someone's arm, not knowing who it was.