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THE DEATH
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sam bewilderedly looked around the classroom as (y/n) pulled her back inside, kate shutting and locking the door behind them.
"what... what... what is going on?" sam exclaimed, nervously turning to stare at her friends.
"you're not doing this alone," (y/n) told the girl, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"there's another way," the youngest johnson sibling revealed as he held up the article he had noticed earlier. "c. berman."
(y/n) glanced at the door as the camp nightwing killer mercilessly pounded on it, aiming to make his way inside to finish off the girl that had disturbed sarah fier's grave.
"she's the key."
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"camp nightwing, summer of '78," sam summarized as she skimmed over the article. "group of campers, brutal massacre."
