The Fight Ends

The fight went on for a few hours. Alana, Anat, and Marc never tired. They kept attacking. Christy A. and Dan were a bloody mess. Their bodies were bruised everywhere. The area looked like something the board of health would condemn.

Things came to an end. The people hiding in the stores ran out. Many jumped onto the soon-to-be departing Newhouse ferry boat. The maintenance staff stood with their mops and brooms. They had no idea what to do. They knew there was no way they’d be able to clean the place up. 

Christy and Dan were sprawled out on concrete. They stared at each other. The two of them just underwent bloody hell. They knew Alanna, Anat, and Marc left. Where they went, they don’t know. The two of them want to keep fighting each other. But they aren’t sure if they have the energy.

The two of them tried to stand up. Both fell. They needed water. They were drunk from all of the wine they took in from Alana’s attack. They could have also used some food. All of the eateries shut down. Plus, the two couldn’t just get up and walk over to one of them.

Tears fell from both of their eyes. They were scared. They knew they’d be attacked again.

Anat, Alanna, and Marc wound up at the Staten Island Mall. At one point, Alana and Marc were mall rats. Those days are over. All the stores they shopped in are gone. But their memories are alive.