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"everybody is a book of blood; wherever we're opened, we're red" -clive barker
song to listen to: no time to die by billie eilish
warnings: nosebleeds, descriptions of death, mentions of violence, actual violence, mentions & use of weapons, blood, gore, sunnyvale
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Josh gave all of us those flashlights that go on our head as we sat in the back of the ambulance, only feet away from the car crash of the night before. I pulled the head-lamp over my hair, making sure it had a firm fit before hopping out of the ambulance. As I held out a hand for Simon to jump down himself, Deena couldn't help but make a comment to Kate and I.
"I can't believe you're wearing that," there was a small smile on her face; Sam was probably dying right now.
Kate scoffed; "I can't believe you're above wearing it when we are in the middle of the fucking woods and dead maniacs are after us."
"What she said," I smirked pettily, following Kate and Josh into the woods without ever letting go of Simon's hand.
That uneasy feeling in my stomach had a firm hold on me now, it felt like somebody was watching us. A Skull Mask still laid on the ground from one of the Sunnyvale assholes, and although it was just a stupid mask, it felt like it was laughing at us and how stupid we were. The car was about three feet away from the laughing mask; sinister music played in the back of my mind as Sam began to retrace her steps.
"Okay, so I fell out of the car here," she got on her knees, beginning to inch forward. "I was crawling, and my nose was bleeding. And then...I feel something."
Out from underneath the red moss I'd heard countless stories about from my aunt, Sam Fraser pulled an old rusted chain from where she had fallen. The uneasiness within me intensified.
"Chains?" Kate was as shocked as the rest of us.
And then something was yanked along with the chains-but it wasn't more chain.
"Oh-" Simon's words showcased nothing but disgust. "Not just chains."
His flashlight shown down upon a very much human skull that the chains had been attached to. All of us had our own reactions to seeing that, but they could all generally summed up by three words 'shit is doomed', and the fact that shit is doomed had just really sunk in for us.
