14. satan shit

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CHAPTER 14

"satan shit"

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"satan shit"

i nod awkwardly in response. she limps on her leg that has a blood-seeped bandage wrapped around it. i wish i could say it's not hers, but it definitely is. so many people have died tonight.

cindy pulls alice into a hug and i raise my eyebrows. cindy catches my eye and i smirk, they'd be a cute couple. then i'd get to call her alice's "jackass" girlfriend.

"okay careful. this thing is like a million years old." alice says and gestures to the bag over her shoulder. "i bought that a month ago." cindy mumbles.

"no, i'm not talking about your stupid bag, genius. blood will fall. satan's stone, okay? it was right there. all this time, buried under the moss, and i found it, i fucking found it." alice grins.

"uh, you have a fucking stone? million years old... and did you say satan? satan's stone? like- is- satan, in the stone? the fuck?" i mutter as i glance from the bag to ziggy.

"you found what?" cindy whispers. alice smiles, "three guesses." okay that's cute but what the flying fuck is satan's stone?? like satan? i don't fuck with that shit.

"okay, come-" cindy starts. "that's what she said." i mutter.

"come to the table. sit." she says glaring at me. "oo kinky." i grin and then wince as ziggy helps me get up.

everyone takes a seat at the table and i squeeze ziggy's hand. alice places the nasty bag on the table in front off all of us. she pulls the flap open and i grimace at the odor coming from it.

she reaches in and grabs a dirt-covered skeleton of a hand. i have no idea what i'm supposed to say. why the fuck is there a hand on the table? who's is it? oh god, is it a camp counselors. wait no, it's a skeleton you fucking idiot.

"what? what is it?" ziggy stutters. alice inhales sharply and looks at us, "it's sarah fier's lost hand."

"nurse lane... she spent her whole life looking for this. a way to stop the curse that took her daughter." cindy mutters, looking as if she's about to burst into tears.

alice reads from the diary that ziggy and i had found in nurse lane's office less than 6 hours ago. she quotes, "without her hand, her grip on the land holds firm. the curse will last until body and hand unite."

she slides the book across the table to us and points to the passage. ziggy examines it multiple times.

alice then pulls out the map. "this... this led us to the hand bone. okay? and if the legend is true that means her body is buried-"

"by the hanging tree." i blurt as i realize what's going on. taking down tommy and this.. witch lady just got a whole lot easier. the end will finally be near.

"we can end this." ziggy sighs exhausted. "no more murders, no more curse, no more.." i trail off as i think back to everything happening to us. nick getting hit. me getting sliced. ziggy getting thrown across the room and pulled up by her hair.

"pain." cindy finishes for me as she looks towards tommy's dead body.

"we can save shadyside. tonight!" alice exclaims.

ziggy pulls the bone closer to her and examines it closely. her nose starts dripping and i open my mouth to tell her as it falls on the hand.

i see a glazed look fall over her eyes, it reminds me of tommy.. i shiver and watch as she breaths rapidly and begins to shake slightly. "ziggy. ziggy!" i whisper as i grab her hand.

she gasps as the contact. "what?" i ask. she pants and brings her hand up to wipe her nose. "my nose. it bled on the hand and... i think i saw her." she whispers.

"who?" cindy asks leaning forward.

"sarah fier."

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