1978 -The Time Of Our Lives || Fear Street x Reader

Remeber When The Lights Went Out

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"Let's go! This is not part of the game! Go, guys! Go, guys! " A counselor yelled from outside.

"Four, seven, eight, ten, fifteen, eighteen." I counted the counselors as they entered the Mess Hall. Before I could finish my counting the lights went out, causing all the campers to go into panic.

"Everyone stay calm! Everything's all right!" Nick shouted.

"How many?" The counselor from outside asked me.

"Twenty-three." I answered.

"That's 30 missing at least." Nick muttered from in front of me.

I made my way over to the phone. "Where's Cindy, Kurt, Joan?" Picking it up, I put it up to my ear. Dead tone. The lights finally came on.

"We have to go. We have to warn people." Ziggy said before attempting to walk out.

"Ziggy. I'm sure they heard about the bell." I spoke before grabbing one of the flashlights. Stopping Ziggy from walking any further I continued talking. "Hey! I know you're thinking about Cindy right now. I am too. But that doesn't mean that you can go out there looking for her. Who knows what'll happen. All I care about right now if you being safe. Nick and I will go look for them. Okay?" Ziggy nodded. Before I could walk out Nick pulled my arm. "Nick. Let go of me."

"Let Gary and I go. Just please stay here." Nick pleaded.

"Nick, I can't let you do that."

Nick locked eyes with me. "I'm not letting you get hurt! Ok. I'll find whoever you're looking for. Just stay here. Ok."

"You know she's a druggie, right?" Gary spoke before walking out with Nick. He and Nick talked about where each of them would go before Gary turned to us. "Everybody stays here, ok?" I looked down at the flashlight in my hand before looking at Ziggy. She shook her head, letting me know that we shared the same thought. Pulling her into a hug I ran out of the Mess Hall.

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"Cindy!" I shouted as I wandered through the forest. "Kurt! Alice! Joan! Where the fuck is everyone?" Walking further into the forest I heard footsteps. "Hello?" Continuing my walking I bumped into something. Or should I say, someone? The figure slowly turned around, I shone my light on their face to see a bloody Thomas Slater. I exhaled a breath I didn't even know I was holding."You scared me. Everyone's looking for you. There's a killer on the loose. Hey, how'd you get bloodied up?" I asked him. He stood there not saying anything. Slowly moving the light down to his hands I saw it, the bloody ax that killed the camper. Tommy started swinging at me. Running backward I tripped and fell over, giving him the advantage. He swung his ax down in an attempt to hit me. Being quick on my feet I rolled to the opposite side. Although, his ax did cut my arm. Ignoring the throbbing pain I got up and started to run. Looking behind me I saw Tommy sprinting after me. I can't outrun him. My best bet would be to hide. So I did; turning out my light I hid behind a tree. Tommy didn't seem to notice that I stopped running so he continued running straight ahead. Letting out a sigh of relief, I walked in the direction of Cabin 8.

"Hello?" A voice called. Shining my light around I saw a camper, no less than 8.

"Hey, Sarah!" I called leading the girl to run up to me. She gripped onto me for dear life. "You can't be here honey. Go to the Mess Hall. Be as quiet as you can. Oh, and if you see Counselor Slater, run like your life depends on it." She nodded before walking off. Feeling a wet liquid run down my arm, I touched it. A crimson liquid found its way onto my fingertips. "Shit," I muttered before wiping it onto my shirt. "That's gonna stain." Didn't realize how deep this cut was.

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"Everyone, listen up. The game is over! Get back to the Mess Hall or I'll dock you a victory point." A familiar voice yelled, giving me a sense of relief. I ran towards the voice.

"Nick!" I shouted. Practically out of breath I finally made it.

"Y/n? I told you to stay in the Mess Hall." Nick scolded before pulling me into a hug. His eyes immediately fell on my cut. "Shit. How'd this happen?"

"Tommy. He's the killer." I panted before giving my arm one last look. The amount of blood I was losing slowed. Lifting up my flashlight, I continued searching for campers.

"Y/n your arm is fucking bleeding."

"Your point being what Nick? I'm fine." I ignored his statement. My light hit a tree, revealing a camper. Two actually. "You guys go the mess hall. Come on! Go!"

"Did you hear that?" Nick questioned before looking around him.

"Screams."

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A/n: this chapter is edited. I hope that I meet all your expectations with this chapter. If anything doesn't make sense please feel free to comment on it and I'll fix it right away. Tysm for reading <3