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 Eighteen: Impromptu Swim
(Prayers By Night)
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Shock.
That was all Allison could feel as she stared at the pool, the cloud of blood steadily growing bigger, and the body floating just beneath it. Because despite everything they'd been through tonight, despite the monster they'd seen, she hadn't expected to see someone dead.
But now she had, and Allison's brain was trying to comprehend it as she just kept staring at the pool, Nick holding her as she held the bow and arrow, as they all stared at the body.
Silence passed, before Kaitlyn asked, "Is she like one of those hunter dudes?"
"I don't think so," Ryan answered as Allison realised who they were talking about—the eyepatch lady, who had disappeared just before they arrived at the pool. Just before they saw the body.
"I just... I can't..." Hayden stammered as Dylan held her awkwardly, trying to provide her some comfort. Distantly, Allison noted they should have cauterised the wound, but there was no time—and nothing they could use for it.
"You okay?" Kaitlyn asked, the question directed to Ryan.
"I don't know who that other girl was. I've never seen her before," Ryan answered, voice cracking.
"I haven't either—and I'd remember a girl wearing an eyepatch," Hayden said.
"Me neither. But her?" Kaitlyn clarified, pointing to the pool—and the body.
A pause, before Ryan answered, voice breaking slightly, "Yeah. That's Kaylee Hackett."
Allison's eyes widened as shock and now grief flooded her as Hayden breathed, "Oh my God..." while Nora stifled a sob and Abi let out a quiet gasp. Because while Allison had never truly got to know her, she'd always been so nice. And now...
Now she was dead.
"Mr. H's daughter? I thought she went home with her brother," Kaitlyn questioned.
"Kaylee. Yeah. I thought so too," Ryan answered, voice cracking with grief at the end.
"I think we all did," Hayden whispered, leaning against Dylan as he rested his stump on Ryan's shoulder, offering him comfort as well.
It was at that moment Allison felt Nick's arms tighten around her, turning what usually felt like a comforting, secure embrace into something that was too restricting, too uncomfortable.
"Nick," she whispered, trying to squirm free but his grip was strong as he breathed heavily, setting off warning bells in her head.
"Oh man. Poor Kaylee..." Kaitlyn murmured, but her voice sounded underwater as the bells kept ringing in Allison's head.
