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The three of them gently escorted Kathleen down the path. Against everything her sober mind would have indicated, she had placed her complete trust into the three rotten teens. The three teens, along with the other four had very little conscience regarding their actions. Their penchant for drugs had taken precedent over decency. They were old enough to know that what they had done was wrong, not to mention illegal. To ridicule someone because they seemed different from them is bad enough. But to harass and bully? That is intolerable. To force hallucinogens down someone’s throat to make them part of your clique is unforgivable.
The clouds overhead darkened and rain soon began to fall heavily on the teens. Kathleen was stumbling about as Darcy, Kevin and Danny held her up. “We’re not going to get very far with her,” Kevin said as he propped Kathleen up against his side. “We have to do something now!”
“Like what?” asked Darcy.
As they stood there in the rain, trying to think of what to do with Kathleen, a trolley went speeding by them on the tracks. Danny and Kevin looked at each other as if the same thought had entered their minds at the same time.
Darcy could tell from their expressions what they were planning. “No!” Shouted Darcy. “You’re not going to do that to her, you can’t!”
“Shut up, Darcy, unless you want to go with her, you’d better keep your mouth shut and help us!” yelled Danny. “Now grab her arm and help me walk her around the fence.”
The three teens escorted Kathleen through an opening in the fence that separates the path from the trolley tracks. The rain was still falling and it was getting darker. Kathleen was still very much unaware of what was really happening. The pills had a terrible hold on her and sadly she had no control of what she was doing. She never said a word, only stared at the three bullies as if she was saying “please don’t hurt me anymore.” The three of them looked away heartlessly and held onto her tightly while they stood and waited at the end of a tunnel that the high-speed trolleys pass under.
As they watched and waited, a trolley emerged in the distance through the heavy rain and hint of nightfall. The trolley’s lone headlight shone in the distance as it moved rapidly along the tracks in their direction. Kevin, Danny and Darcy looked at one another, nodded and positioned themselves behind Kathleen as she uttered a few words that went unheard. They kept themselves hidden from sight, behind a large column that served to support the tunnel. The trolley approached them, closer and closer, louder and louder, faster and faster….