Until Dawn Fanfiction-Epilogue

Chris

Ashley's tiny hand was tucked neatly into mine, giving me much needed comfort. We walked side by side, our eyes peeled.

'Hey Chris.' she piped up softly. 'I think I might have an idea of where she is.'

'Yeah?' I widened my eyes.

She hoisted her backpack off her shoulder and took out Hannah's diary. 'Hannah's a smart girl. She does everything with purpose, kind of like Emily but in a nicer, less manipulative way...well, I'm saying what if she left some clues in her diary for us to find?'

'Oh god.' My mind flooded with nolstagic snapshots of our yearly birthday treasure hunts, where Hannah would never fail to leave some of her most cryptic word puzzles for us to decipher and literally find where she was hiding.  Why didn't I think of that?

'It's a stretch, but let's see.' Ashley turned to a random page and skimmed it for clues with her finger as she read out an entry softly. 'I am in despair... I didn't want to do it to her...she was...she still is... my sister ...please...help me...'

'That sounds like a genuine cry for help. I can't see any secret clues in there.' I look at the words again.

'OK, another one then. Some people believe in the butterfly effect. One butterfly flapping its wings can cause a tornado to happen on the other side of the world. It may sound like a stretch but I believe it. A seemingly insignificant chain of events can lead to so much more. What if they haven't played such a cruel prank on my sister? What if I haden't chased after her? What if Hannah was never in love with Mike?'  I paused.

'Hang on.' I look closely at the words. 'If you just follow those ink blotches...'

'S...a...v...? That looks like an e... m  ..' Ashley squinted.

'Save me.' I said softly.

'That... that's a good sign.' Ashley's expression was unreadable. 'She's here somewhere.'

I swallowed a lump forming in my throat as we emerged in a corridor flanked by metal bars on both sides. It looked like some sort of prison and I don't remember stumbling across this place the last time we were here.

'Huh.' I stepped to peer inside the enclosed spaces of the bars. 'Wh-'

An emaciated, scaly hand shot out suddenly, almost taking out my eye. I yelled in shock as I fell back onto the ground, my breath quickening as I took in the sight of the horrific creature, as clearly as I did when I first encountered one.

A low growling filled the air and I realised with a sinking heart that we had walked right into a wendigo haven.

'Keep to the centre Ash.' I held up a wooden stick I had found lying on the ground at arm's length. 

We gingerly made our way to the end of the corridor, where a rotting wooden door stood. I pushed it open cautiously. Metal cages were stacked up against the walls. Most were empty, but all had strange dark marks that resembled bloodstains. A long table in the center was covered with an off-white tablecloth and I spotted rusty surgical tools which sent a shiver up my spine.

'Chris.' Ash's voice wobbled with an unmistakable tinge of fear.

I turned around and saw a scaly wendigo crouched on the floor behind her and a funny feeling washed over me. It looked just like any other horrendous creature, but something about the eyes...

'Hannah?' 

A/n: FINALLY, MY HIATUS IS OVER. im not sure how many of you still remember the existence of this book lol. but thanks for the patient wait, to whoever's still reading this xP <3