Until Dawn- The Aftermath

Chapter 3: More Interrogations

Sam's PoV

I wake up to the smell of rotten eggs. I roll my eyes and turn onto my side, trying to go back to sleep. Last night was full of tossing and turning. I had slept on my shoulder funny and now it hurts like hell. I miss when a fucked up shoulder would've been the worst of my problems.

I hear a door suddenly open and I sit up. I look through the rusty bars and see at least 5 men holding what looks like a wendigo..

"What the hell is going on???" I ask them. The wendigo makes inhuman sounds and attempts to pounce onto me, the men held him back. I looked at its eyes. One was gone. Completely turned. The other one looked normal.. It looked familiar... Like..

Josh

"H-how did he-" I begin.

"Miss, please no questions until we get this thing restrained." Says the tallest man. They walk into a room and I hear horrific monster-like screams and chains. I sigh and look at the others. Ashley and Chris were still asleep. How could they sleep through that? Whatever.

I take a seat next to Mike who had dark circles around his eyes. I lay my head on his shoulder for support as I make another sad attempt to fall asleep. I see a bright light and it comes closer. My vision is blurry from lack of sleep. It continues to come closer. Mike shakes me and I come back to my senses. I look at him and back where the light was.

Oh.

It was a flashlight.. (I bet y'all thought she was dying lmao)

Mike helps me up and Officer Jenkins leads me to the interrogation room once again. I take a seat and see that they stuck Josh in the corner. He stared at me..

"Sam.." He starts.

I look at him.

"I understand that this here," he gestures toward Josh, "Is your friend. Is that correct?" He asks. I nod, not speaking.

"Did you kill him?" He asks casually.

"Of course not! He was my friend and now he's-!" I stop myself from finishing my sentence. I bit my lip hard and fought back the tears that poured into my eyes. It was a battle I could not win and tears streamed down my cheeks. I did not make a noise, knowing that anything I said would come out as a sob.

He looks at me. "Sam... As I said.. If you need to talk to anyone-"

"You heard me the first time!" I shout. "I.. Am... Fine." I say through clenched teeth. I get up and let myself out. Another officer lets me back into the cell. I sit in the corner and hide my face. My friends never see me like this..

I'm fine.

Fine.

"Sam?" I hear someone ask. I sniffle, ignoring them. I did not feel like being comforted. Whoever it was just sits down beside me and brings me toward them. I lean my head on their shoulder.
Mike.

I sigh and sniffle again, wiping the tears away.

"Sam... Do you want to talk?" He asks me.

"N-No.." I respond.

I hear him sigh too, and he pets my hair (NOT CREEPILY).

"Let me know when you want to.. Okay? I know this sucks... But I like to hear your voice." He says. I swear to God I can hear the smirk on his face after he said that. I smile small and look at him. "Okay.."

He wipes a teat off of my cheek and he smiles small. I feel a strong urge to lean forward. I begin leaning in just slightly-

"Hey guys wassup?" Chris greets as he sis next to Mike.

I sigh and rest my head on Mike's shoulder once again, listening to Mike and Chris talk.

*YASS ITS ABOUT TIME I SHIP SHIT UP WOOT WOOT😂😂*