𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 ⦊ 𝒇𝒔⁹⁴

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈

but it never came. the axe landing in the tile beside her head, mere inches from her. and she was dragged by her shirt into the room. the door slamming behind her as he roared.

"what... what...what is going on." sam asked as anya sprawled onto the floor. holding a hand over her chest as simon looked furious. gasping for breath.

"what the fuck was that anya. he could of fucking killed you. you're fucking crazy." he screamed as she mere only smiled up at him. his hands on her face as he kissed her.

"you idiot." he mumbled against her lips.

"you're not doing this alone." kate added as sam pulled her eyes away from simon and anastasia. the axe pounding on the door still.

"there's another way. c. berman. she's the key." josh spoke as the pounding continued. the axe now splintering the door.

"simon with me." anastasia shouted as she jumped back into action. leaping for the door. as he grabbed a chair the others crowded around josh. locking the handle in place with the chair as they held the door. it rattled due to how hard he pounced the door.

"camp nightwing. summer of 78. group of campers, brutal massacre." sam read as simon wrapped an arm around anastasia.

"there was one shadyside survivor, c. berman." josh added.

"the still traumatised girl claims that amidst the carnage she saw the witch."

"yeah just like you. so, of she survived. im pretty sure-" josh commented but was cut off by sam.

"there may be a way for me to live too." she spoke as he nodded. kate was flickering through a phone book as deena helped. anya and simon still at the door that as it practically rattling on the hinges.

"i got it. c. berman! 9006 brennan way. this has gotta be her." and deena was up on her feet. practically sprinting for the phone.

"uh. 155-4747!" kate shouted and deena was typing them in. listing in closely as it began ringing.

"no one's answering." she muttered to herself. until the voicenail came.

"you've reached the berman residence. im not home right now. please leave a message after the beep."

"we need some help!" simon screamed as the door pounced again. anastasia screaming as she pressed all her body weight against the door.

"no one's there!" deena exclaimed.

beep

"hello, my name is deena johnson. i think. you saw the witch-" deena spoke but was cut off by a scream. the axe had hit through teh door, mere centimetres from anastasia face again.

"this shit is not gonna hold."

"we need to know how you survived! hey! we're being attacked, alright? there are killers here. if you're there, please pick up. please answer!"

"to record a new message, press one."

"fuck! no!" deens screamed as the voicemail came to a stop just as a hand broke through the door. grabbing anastasias face by the chin.

"motherfucker. let go of me." she screamed as she tried to squirm from his strong grasp. but couldn't help looking at his arms. teenage arms. he was a kid. another shadyside teenager gone crazy. his hand now wrapped around her throat as he cut of her breath. both simon and kate trying to tug her from his graps as her face grew paler. josh running to grab something to stab him with. watching her fall forwards into kate's arms as the hand retreated. sam reading the paper one more time.

"she died." turning to look at deena who was holding up anastasia and holding the phone as she tried to rung again.

"she died." sam spoke again and deena dropped the phone. simon and josh holding the door, anastasia on the floor kate kneeled before her.

"what, no. she's alive. that's the whole point." deena spat as she stormed over to sam. kate fussing over anastasia trying to look for something.

"yea she survived. but first she died."

"anya wake up." kate screamed. simon looking over to the pair as he stayed put. she was pale and unmoving. her chest was rising. she's okay. no. her chest wasn't rising.

"guys! she's not breathing!" kate screamed as her face rested near the girls.

"c. berman was found in the woods. her heart had stopped but local boy performed cpr." deena read as kate pressed her hands to anya's chest. her heart was still beating but slowly. she just wasn't breathing. at all. nothing went in nor cane out. she was crying. she could see the tear drops dropping onto anastasia's skin.

"what if this is it? what if that's how she survived? her heat stopped." sam muttered as kate blew air into anastasia's mouth. and in seconds the first was up coughing and spitting on the floor. kate hiding the blood, best not let simon see it.

"she survived by dying." sam muttered again as kate held anya.

"what is it? the fucking rhyme. the fuckimg rhyme!"

"she'll take your blood, she'll take your head. she'll follow you-" simon chanted the rhyme or them. but anya finished finished off as usual.

"until you're dead." she cried out holding her throat.

"it's just like kate said. okay? the witch wants you dead. so we kill you. and the just like this c. berman bitch. we bring you back to life." deena spoke. kate amd anya had both rushed back to the door. yet they stayed away from the hole which widening in the door.

"what are you saying?" kate shouted.

"fuck it. im dying tonight. one way or another. let's try and bring me back." the axe smashing against the door a few more times until the hole was big enough for him to climb through.