𝐏ʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍs || ᵗʸˡᵉʳ ʰᵉʳⁿᵃⁿᵈᵉᶻ ˣ ᶠ ! ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ⁽ˢˡⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵒᶜ⁾ || ˢᵇᵍ

(𝐒𝟐) 𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝟗

TW; Mentions of blood/gore, and profanity.

𝟏ˢᵗ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖.

𝐈 look to abdomen, horrified. I see that the tree was still impaled into my abdomen.

'Fuck- I can feel the tree scraping my insides each time i breathe.. How the hell am i still alive?!' I think to myself as i breathe heavily, trying to get oxygen into my system.

'Okay, note to self, DO NOT FALL OFF A CLIFF AND LET A TREE IMPALE YOU. -10/10. Do not recommend.' I grit my teeth. I tap my feet against the tree.

'That's a surprise that i can still move my legs..'

I felt my foot tap against something. 'Huh? Branch?' I ask myself as i slightly move to try and get a better look.

It was a branch. I almost slightly smile through my tears as i do realize it was.

I place my feet on the branch, unsteadily so. 'Fuck, i can barely feel my legs but i can tell their shaking.. but, maybe if i use enough strength to push myself up, i can get myself off?..'

I sigh before coughing again. 'Fuck. Si me hubieran dicho que ser empalada dolería tanto, habría intentado evitarlo.'

Translation; 'If you had told me that being impaled would hurt this much, I would have tried to avoid it.'

I heard a rustle and immediately turn my head towards the noise. My eyes widen upon seeing a phantom. The phantom turns to look in my direction.

'Shit. Fuck. Shit. Shit. It's a phantom.' I think to myself in a panic.

The phantom the starts to sprint in my direction.

'Necesito bajar me. Ahora.' I think to myself i grab onto the branch below me and put my feet on the branch i felt.

Translation; 'I need to get off. Now.'

'Please, please get off of me. I need to get down.' I think to myself as tears leave my eyes and i see the phantom come closer. I begin to push myself up. I scream in pain as i feel the tree scrap my insides.

I gasp for air as tears flood from my eyes. I hear footsteps and a familiar voice nearby.

Once the phantom was right below the tree i was at i think it heard the footsteps as it turned in the direction of the footsteps.

I groan as i just let myself fall back down onto the tree. As i see Ashlyn kick the phantom.

"(Your name)! Are you-" I heard Ashlyn cut herself off as she goes quiet.

I heard Aiden's voice in the distance. "Ash! Where are you??"

I saw Ashlyn turn around quickly and run towards Aiden. "Oh- There you are!" Aiden says a bit happily.

"Where are the syringe's?!" Ashlyn exclaims in a panic. Aiden looks at her, confused. "What's wrong?" He asks her.

She didn't respond and continued looking for the syringe's. Aiden then turned to face the direction she came in. The others came into view and they all looked horrified at the sight.

Logan, Ben, and Taylor stay at the bottom, gagging, coughing, and crying.

"Ash, you steady?" Aiden asks Ashlyn, his voice slightly cracking as his body shakes and he tries to keep his smile up.

"Y-Yeah." Ashlyn responds.

She puts the syringe into my shoulder. "We're- we're going to get you down.. okay?" She asks me. I groan and weakly point at the trees in front of me.

Ashlyn looks at me, confused. "In the trees..?" She asks confused. "..Tyler.." I mumble out as best as i could.

Her eyes widen and she nods. "Okay, we'll get him right after we get you down, okay?" I weakly nod and give her a small smile.

Once they get me down i almost cry out of relief now that i no longer felt the tree impaled through my abdomen.

Taylor and Aiden help clean my wound as best as the could. Ben and Ashlyn then go to get Tyler down from the trees. "You got him?" Ashlyn asks Ben. He nods.

"..Another phantom." Logan said as he shot the phantom through the head.

'Man.. Logan got so cool all of a sudden, what the hell?' I think to myself.

"Alright, Let's hurry. More phantoms are showing up. We need to get to the school." Ashlyn tells us. We all nod.

I look towards Tyler. "..Are you okay..?" I asked him weakly.

He frowns as he looks at me. "You're an absolute idiot, y'know that?"

I dryly chuckle before i groan and hold my abdomen. He sigh and shake his head.

Ben, Taylor, Aiden, and Ashlyn help clean and wrap our wounds as Logan keeps look out for any incoming phantoms.

I smile softly as i look at Logan. 'You've grown a lot. I'm proud of you.' I think to myself.

————
Word count; 810
June 26ᵗʰ, 2024
————