drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
*
In which a group of counsellors are stuck at Hackett's Quarry Summer Camp for one more night that soon turns into a night of survival
(the quarry)
(aroace fem! oc)
(nick furcillo x fem! o...
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Chapter Seven: Shoot To Win
(Truth Or Dare, Part 3)
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When Nora and Sarah arrived at the fire pit, the couple could see that Kaitlyn was there, staring at the island as she took a photo of it.
"Hey, Kaitlyn!" Sarah greeted.
The short-haired girl jolted, whirling to them.
"Holy crap, you scared me!" she exclaimed, eyes narrowed.
"Sorry," Sarah apologised, wincing.
Kaitlyn accepted the apology, before she now observed what Nora and Sarah were holding.
"Whoa! Where did you guys get that?" she demanded, eyes locked onto the axe and the bow and quiver full of arrows.
"At the camp shed—we got the bow and arrows for Allison and I took the axe for myself in case any of the local wildlife want to show up," Nora explained, slinging off the quiver and resting the axe against one of the log-like seats as Sarah did the same with the bow.
"Or, you know, this whole situation turns into a horror movie and a slasher comes charging out of the woods," Sarah tacked on, grinning.
"Oh. That was probably a good call. For the wildlife, though. I doubt there's an axe-wielding maniac in the woods," Kaitlyn replied, exasperated at the idea of it.
Sarah shrugged. "Still. The weapons are there."
Kaitlyn rolled her eyes again as Dylan and Ryan walked in, a grin on Dylan's face as he announced, "Hey Kaitlyn, Nora, Sarah, guess what. Mr. H is a voyeuristic creep."
Nora blinked repeatedly, trying to process the bizarre words Dylan had just spoken about Chris Hackett. "I'm sorry, what?"
"You're kidding, Dylan," Sarah said, obviously thinking it was some sort of fucked-up joke.
"Nope, not kidding. He has hidden cameras everywhere, and a secret room," Dylan revealed.
Shock poured over Nora like ice water as Sarah went rigid beside her.
"No, that's not—" Ryan countered, an exasperated look on his face contrasting Dylan's grin, until Kaitlyn interrupted with a shocked, "Uh—whoah now. Back up, what?"
"Give us some more context here, Dylan," Nora pressed, pushing through her shock because there had to be a logical explanation as Sarah still remained frozen beside her. Chris Hackett couldn't be that type of person.
Right?
"His eyes are everywhere. He's always watching us," Dylan said, speaking like some cliche horror movie character.
"Knock it off, man," Ryan told him before explaining to Kaitlyn, Nora and Sarah, "He's just got trail cameras set up. Y'know, forest surveillance. That kind of thing."
