Jasmine's POV.
As I rush outside the changing room, I could hear the chaos outside. People were running up and down, screaming and shouting, and it kinda set me off.
"No Jasmine, focus."
I take a deep breath and rush into the ER where casualties were being unloaded like sacks of potatoes.
"Nurse Willows, " Nurse Claire calls out and I turn to face her. In my head I was praying and praying not to end up on Lorcan's service. "Dr. Lorcan requested you in his service. Go."
I felt my heart sink. Again? Just then my train of thought was interrupted.
"Well are you going to just stand there, or will you help this pregnant woman?" Lorcan called out. He had a dangerously deep but gentle voice. I would have found it hot if he wasn't trying to make my life hell.
I rush to the scene, and the paramedic starts giving us a quick overview of the patient's condition.
We arrive at the room and Lorcan immediately orders oxygen which I administer.
"What happened here?" He asked.
"It was a massacre. There was a killer on the loose in a hotel." Another nurse says.
"Has the killer been found?" I ask her.
"Not yet. Although he was injured by someone, no one knows who he is since he was masked." The nurse replies again.
Almost immediately, I feel a cloud of discomfort wash over me, and Dr. Locan notices.
"What is wrong Willows? You know the killer? He jokes.
"Maybe it was you. " I mummble under my breath.
"What?"
"Nothing." I say.
He gives me a glare and my head drops down.
This night was supposed to be a break for me, but it turned out worse than my 48hr shift. As I am in the nurses station having coffee with the other nurses, we hear a commotion, and we go to check it out. It was a woman who had a knife in her hand and was threatening another patient.
"It was you. You tried to kill us all." She yelled.
"What are you saying? I don't understand...."
"It's him." She says looking at us. By now the commotion was so much I couldn't even see who she was talking about.
"Ma'am I need you to calm down..." I say and grab her hand and just when I did, all my strength left me, and my breaths immediately became heavier. I felt as if someone was chocking me and my head flew back.
Suddenly, as if in a trance, I saw something someone walking into the hotel. I couldn't make out his face properly. He put on a trench coat, and when he was doing so, I saw a mark on his hand. The mark of the Nazi. He then took a machete, and started swinging it like a maniac, killing people in the process. As soon as someone tried to fight back, he took a gun and shot them right between their eyes. He then turns to whoever's POV in looking at this from, because it looks like he turns to me, but before he could do anything, the police sirens are heard from a far and he runs away.
I suddenly snap back to my senses, and as I look around, everyone had stopped what they were doing and all their eyes were on me. Before I could make another move, I saw that mark on the man's hand.
"It's him Jasmine, I can smell death coming from him. " The voice inside me says, "please, let me handle this one."
"Don't harm anyone else, just get him." I say.
I then shut my eyes and take a deep breath. By the time I'm opening them, the killer had already slipped past everyone in the commotion. Everyone around me slowly steps back in fear. I don't know what they were seeing, but it scared the living crap out of them. But I had no control over my actions. All I felt was a burning hunger for revenge. And a smell of death. I slowly move following the smell, and everywhere I went, everyone froze in fear. But I was not concerned about them, the only thing I could think of was finding the killer. In my vision I saw him slaughter children, men and women alike, and that pissed me off. I reached the elevator and saw it rising. It was headed to the operating rooms. By this time the hospital had declared code silver, and everyone was aware.
Just as I was deciding on what to do next, I heard a gunshot upstairs. I decided to use the stairs instead since wait here for him was not going to help. As I ran upstairs, I saw someone aiming his gun at Lorcan.
"Please put the gun down." Lorcan said
"I would, but now seeing you, I would rather die killing you." He says.
I wasn't about to wait for him to kill Lorcan. So I dashed Infront of him, and got hit twice. But by then adrenaline was rushing through my body so fast I couldn't feel a thing. Then in a swift movement, almost superhuman speed, I felt myself fly towards him and pin him to the wall. His eyes were filled with fear and I felt a smile creep from my lips. I love the smell of fear.
"You..." My voice sounded different, darker, deeper. "You find pleasure in torturing and killing people right?"
"You are a demon. You..... No....no...."
I suddenly let out a psychotic laugh.
"Yes I am." I reply. As I look into his eyes, I see my reflection. Oh good heavens! I had blood red pupils. For a moment, I was scared of myself.
"Jasmine, let me go." He said, struggling.
"Who are you, and how do you know me." I asked, a small fear creeping in. Then with the look I finally realized who he was. I gave him a heavy punch, and he passed out. Just then, I feel the sprirt leave me and the adrenaline slowly faded away. I drop to the ground due to the gunshots, but Lorcan holds me.
"Jasmine, Jasmine, wake up. Please.... I need help in here." He shouts.
"It hurts..." I say in a weak voice. " I'm finally going to die."
"Don't say that Jasmine, you are not going to die. Calm down and please don't stop talking. " Lorcan says, now completely worried, and scared.
"If I die now, you'll be at peace...." I say almost passing out.
"You are not dying today...."
Slowly I feel the world slow down, and everything turns to black, as the beeps of the monitors fade slowly into the distance.