drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
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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 Fifteen: Escape
(White Noise, Part 2)
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As they waited for Hayden and Kaitlyn to come back, Nora spoke up, "Allison, I forgot to mention, but Abi's injured."
Allison turned. "What? When?"
"When we were running back to camp," Sarah explained as she sat up with a wince. Her shoulder didn't hurt as bad as it did earlier, but slight twinges came every now and again. "Sprained it, I think."
"Shit," Allison hissed as she got to her feet. "Abi, why didn't you say anything earlier?"
"You were busy with Nick and Sarah, I didn't want to bother you," Abi defended, hunching in slightly.
Allison sighed in and out, hand dragging down her face in a tired motion. "It's okay. Just... let me see how bad it is."
Bending down, Allison took Abi's left foot and lightly prodded the ankle. Abi winced and let out a hiss of pain, causing Allison to frown as she straightened.
"Okay, it's definitely a sprain. Ideally, I would have wanted you to rest and ice the ankle, but we don't have any ice and I have a feeling we won't be resting anytime soon, least of all you, Nick and Sarah. Best I can do is wrap it up and try to mitigate any further damage," Allison denounced, moving to the cabinet and getting the last of the bandages, letting out a noise of triumph at finding a compress bandage.
Returning with both it and some painkillers, Allison handed the painkillers to Abi before she wrapped up her leg. As Allison did, Nora turned to Sarah and asked, "You feeling any better, babe?"
Sarah shrugged. "A little bit. My shoulder isn't on fire anymore, so that's good."
Nora pursed her lips, brow creased in worry. Sarah wanted to kiss it away, but she resisted the urge as she looked around the room. A room she could see clearly.
Why? If the lights had went out—and Sarah didn't doubt they hadn't—then why could she still see anything? Why didn't her shoulder hurt so much if it was infected like Allison, Nora and nearly everyone else worried it was?
What was going on with her? With Nick?
And that creature... that animal...
Teeth tearing into her shoulder, ripping flesh apart, blood spurting out, pain flooding through her with a fiery vengeance, pain pain PAIN—
Sarah hissed at the memory of the attack, which Nora noticed.
"You sure you're okay?" she asked.
"I'm fine," Sarah muttered.
"Are you, though? Sarah, you're hurt, please tell me if you're—"
"I said I'm fine, Nora! God, would you stop worrying about me for one fucking second? I'm not about to fucking die!" Sarah snapped, glaring at Nora, before she realised with horror what she'd done.
