A/N: New readers might not understand what's going on in the following chapter. Before reading this chapter, new readers must read the previous chapters of this darkfic, starting with The Mirai House (PROLOGUE). Once you have read all the previous chapters, you may continue onto the following chapter. Okay? Thanks.
"Lucy?" Luan questioned
"Yes, Lucy." Lynn replied
"Are you sure it's Lucy?" Luan asked
"Of course I'm sure it's her. She was the one who killed me by the way."
"I don't know Lynn. I don't wanna die, bit I also don't wanna kill Lucy." Luan said
"Think about it for a sec, sis. Lucy killed me over a promise that might be a lie. I think your life is more valuable than hers at this point." Lynn explained
Luan hesitated for a moment. She really didn't want to kill Lucy. She was her sister by that fact. At the same time though, Lucy also killed Lynn, who was her sister as well. It took her a few minutes before making her decision.
"So what's your plan?" Luan asked Lynn
"I think we should check on Lily." Lincoln suggested "I don't want her to get hurt from this whole situation."
"Good idea. I mean, she's only a baby. She's too young to die." Lori replied
So Lori and Lincoln went up to Lily and Lisa's room to make sure she was still alive. When they got there, they noticed something strange, Lisa wasn't there. What made this strange to them was that Lisa wasn't there with the rest of the sisters that morning. It made them ponder what happened to her.
Lori went over to Lily's crib while Lincoln stood there, worried about what might have happened to Lisa. Just then, Lori made a sorrowful gasp, which made Lincoln look up.
"Oh my god." Lori said almost sobbing
"Wh-what is it?" Lincoln asked nervously
When Lincoln went over to the crib, he saw that Lori was holding a pillow with one hand, and covering her mouth with the other. She was obviously trying not to cry.
When Lincoln looked down at the crib, he made sight to something that made him want to sob ceaselessly as well. It was Lily, dead where she lay.
After seeing two of his sisters dead corpses that day, Lincoln ran straight for his room, got out a suitcase, and packed all of his clothes as quick as he could.
"I need to get out of this house." Lincoln said with tears in his eyes