chap six

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"Tommy, I don't feel like you should be doing this," Devine said as they walked in the woods, holding hands

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"Tommy, I don't feel like you should be doing this," Devine said as they walked in the woods, holding hands. They were all following Alice as she lead them to the witch's cellar. "N- No, I should be here with you," Tommy said with a weak smile.

"Are you sure?" Devine asked. "You look worse than before." Tommy nodded, "I'm sure."

"We're here!" Alice announced as they all arrived at the witch's cellar.

Alice tried opening the cellar door, but it wouldn't budge. There were some rusty chains around the door handle. She grabbed a nearby rock and began hitting the chains until they broke.

"There ya go," Alice said with a grin as she opened the door. She went down first, then Arnie, Cindy, Devine and Tommy.

The cellar door slammed closed, making everyone but Tommy jump. Devine was holding his hand tightly as they walked down the stairs.

The room they were in was decorated with skulls and different types of herbs. It looked like a ritual had happened. Alice went to grab one of the skulls when something began moving. A hole was revealed. It was big enough for a person to crawl through.

Alice crawled through the hole and made it to the other room, then Arnie, Cindy, Devine and Tommy.

"What is this place?" Cindy asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

The room was like an underground cave, adorned with witch things. Devine looked at Tommy as Cindy and Alice made their way further into the cave, "I'm going to go with them okay? Stay here with Arnie."

Devine pecked his lips before walking towards her sister, "Hey." "Hey," Cindy said with a nervous smile.

"I'm so sorry for bringing you and Tommy to be apart of this," Cindy said with a frown. "Tommy's sick. You should've stayed back at the camp with him." "I can't leave you alone," Devine said. "He says he's fine, but I don't know. I'm just letting him come with us because he wants to know I'm safe."

Suddenly, Devine heard Arnie talk to Tommy. She turned around to see Tommy grab an axe and chop Arnie's head off.

She screamed as Tommy looked up at her. Cindy and Alice turned around. They screamed when they saw Arnie's dead body.

Cindy went to grab Devine from Tommy but it was too late. He had already grabbed her. The cave began shaking and rocks started falling in between Devine and Cindy. The sisters were being separated.

Once the rocks stopped falling, everything became pitch black. The only thing Devine could hear was Tommy's heavy breathing.

She hesitated before kicking Tommy in the crotch, making him let her go. She ran towards the hole and crawled through it, successfully getting in the other room. She ran up the stairs and pushed open the cellar door, climbing out of the witch's cellar.

Once she was out, she closed the cellar door and ran into the woods, back to the camp. All Devine wanted to do was find Ziggy and use her help to find Cindy and Alice.

"EVERYONE!" Devine yelled. "COLOR WAR IS OVER!" Nothing happened. She groaned in fustration as she yelled once again, "IT'S OVER, EVERYBODY! PLEASE GET OUT OF YOUR HIDING SPOTS!"

Nobody moved. Nothing happened.

Devine ran in one of the cabins and closed the door. "Devine?" Ziggy's voice said in confusion. Devine turned around and saw Ziggy and a boy, who was Sunnyvaler Nick Goode.

"What happened? What is that on your face?" Ziggy asked as Devine approached her. "T- Tommy," Devine said, sobbing as she hugged her younger sister tightly. "H- He killed Arnie in front of m- me in the witch's c- cellar."

"Cellar?" Ziggy asked, widening her eyes. "Where's Cindy, Devine?"

"She's still in there, but the rocks b- blocked Cindy and I. She's w- with Alice."

"Did Tommy hurt you?" Ziggy asked. "N- No," Devine shook her head. "Where's Tommy now?" Nick finally spoke up. Devine looked at him, "He's probably already here."

Suddenly, there was an ear piercing scream.

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