Chapter 20: Bricks and Mortar

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3:17 | August 23, 2021 - Max
Hackett's Quarry island

Oh man... *falls from a tree branch*.

Max- What? What the fuck?! WHY AM I ON TOP OF A FUCKING TREE?!? LAURA?!?

Oh fuck I'm covered in blood... I hope I didn't cause problems here... don't wanna get down and discover a fucking body of a person who probably died because of me... and by the way, how the hell am I gonna get down? *Falls from the tree* Ugh... that's the dancer... where the hell am I? I mean, yeah, the island but... *looks at the treehouse* oh yeah *enters the treehouse*. Great, here's my bag, where I left my- where the hell are my clothes? *Checks the clothes in the bag* Ugh, you gotta be kidding me... well, tank top and slim jeans it is... now I gotta find Laura because if I'm no longer a werewolf that means she's done something. *Checks a matches box* It says Habringer motel... totally should have just gone there... anyways, where's the water? I think I should leave for mainland, because I doubt she's still in here *finds a pink cap on the floor* but she must have come back... anyways, let's go *reaches the port*. Wow, the moon is still full... should I swim to the other shore? Well, I better wait until morning because for sure there're no werewolves here, they can't get in the water, but I don't know what's over there... and Laura knows I'm here, she will come to find me at dawn... sure.

3:22 | August 23, 2021 - Kaitlyn
Hackett's Quarry main lodge

Kaitlyn- The table, help me *blocks the door*.
Dylan- Okay... well, can't get much worse than it already is right? *Hears a thunder* Great! Just like the cartoons.
Kaitlyn- It's been off and on all night, it gives us little time...
Dylan- How do you figure?
Kaitlyn- They don't like water, remember?
Dylan- Right, right... oh, we should have just been... swimming in the lake all night.
Kaitlyn- *Looks firmly at him* And die of hypothermia? No.
Dylan- Alright well, we're good now.
Kaitlyn- Night's not over yet. These fuckers know we're in here and they're coming back, first chance they get.
Dylan- Great news, okay.
Kaitlyn- Alright, we gotta get advantage point.

It looks kind of safe here, if there was a werewolf, it would make some sort of noise, wouldn't it? I don't think they have the type of thinking required to know when to be quiet, they just jump at you and take advantage of their strength... or that's what I like to think. *Goes upstairs* Okay, nothing to worry about in the main floor *checks a necklace on the floor*.

Kaitlyn- Nice to put a name to a big mean face, so what you're like, Mr. H's brother, I guess?
Dylan- Who?
Kaitlyn- The big dude from earlier, when you three went to the radio hut. Mr H's brother... I guess?
Dylan- Right, right...

Anyways, let's continue... ugh, I just want this place to be safe so that I can go down to the shelter and hug Jiji stronger than ever... she saved my live and now she's injured because of it... I still can't process it, it's too much for me... my little girl needs me down there, I need to stay strong.

Kaitlyn- *Looks at a portrait* How long has this guy been here?
Dylan- A long time ago... long enough that it was okay to have an oil painting made of yourself.
Kaitlyn- I kinda want an oil painting of me now haha. Let's keep looking, there're still zones of the lodge to revise. *Goes to check a room and finds a whiteboard* Poor Ian... some camp mascot to kick it before camp starts. Huh, night sight, sounds about right...
Dylan- We have a camp mascot?
Kaitlyn- Well no, we did. You didn't hear?
Dylan- Hear what?
Kaitlyn- He died before we got to camp...
Dylan- Oh... bummer...

Aaand next floor, hopefully the last section to check... *picks up a ring from the floor*.

Kaitlyn- Where have I seen this emblem before?
Dylan- What is it?
Kaitlyn- A ring, with the crust on it.
Dylan- Oh, very fancy... you can never pull it off... sorry.
Kaitlyn- Dylan, do you know how girls do it?
Dylan- What...?
Kaitlyn- Ask Juls if she likes that I can't pull a ring off...
Dylan- Oh Kaitlyn! There's no need to use those metaphors...
Kaitlyn- Don't insult my fingers...

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