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Task Four: The Walking Dead

More than likely, it had been a horrible idea to go back to the Ferris Wheel. But then again, it'd been a horrible idea to come to the carnival in general. So here Nicola is anyway, standing under the giant lit up wheel with the nineteen other students he'd come here with; only nine of them alive. This may sound a little selfish, but if it isn't for his addictive habit of counting things, Nicola wouldn't even have bothered to see how many of them are still alive, as he doesn't really care. The only reason he's staying with them is because of his fear of running into Jessica alone again, or possibly something much, much worse than her.

This fear aside, it had been fairly amusing to see the others' surprised faces when he'd come up to them, after having spotted the group huddled around the base of the Ferris Wheel. Apparently, they hadn't expected him to still be alive, and clearly none of them knew him well enough to recognize none of the male decapitated bodies were his. It didn't really bother Nicola that they'd thought a nerd like him would've already died in a situation like this, to be completely honest it's a little pleasing to have proved their expectations wrong. He may be a coward, but at least he's not on the ground with their other ten peers.

So far, there are only ten bodies, with Jessica not among them. She'd disappeared to who knows where, and Nicola isn't sure if the others even know what happened with her. He hasn't mentioned it to the group yet. Instead of talking about Glenn actually, the group is currently discussing how they should get out of here, and by discussion it's basically just a few of the more assertive girls sharing their opinions. Nicola opts to count himself out, instead sticking to the back of the group and silently keeping his opinions to himself. Personally, he thinks none of the proposed ideas are very good, but dispite this he still finds himself listening with interest as the discussion starts to grow into an argument.

The two red haired girls are the main contenders of the argument, heatedly debating whether or not calling the police is possible. One of them, with more reddish brown hair than the other, insists that of the nine of them at least one of their phones should have connection. The other, with more copper colored hair, is adamant that there's no connection in the area at all, that'd she'd checked repeatedly already. Nicola can't really see their faces well enough to recognize them of course, and he'd never been close enough to either of them to recognize them by their voices, so he can't really guess their names.

By the time an ombré haired girl - whom he actually recalls being mentioned as Marisa - steps in to break it up before it becomes a fight, the argument had already digressed to the same old points just stated with different wording. Nicola's easily lost attention had drifted away by then, and he finds himself looking over to the dead bodies again. Including him, there had originally been twenty-one students, but then Jessica had died, leaving twenty. While everyone else had been separated and scrambling around like scattered mice, ten others had been picked off; four boys and six girls. This left only ten remaining, three boys and seven girls.

Sliding his bleary gaze over the slumped corpses, Nicola blinks for a moment as his eyes slip over an empty space that should have been occupied by another body. His heart skips a beat; he couldn't have miscounted, could he? A quick retally shows his math had been right, and that one of the female corpses really is missing.

Not another one... He thinks in dismay, his mind instantly conjuring up images of the previous walking dead girl he'd come across. Maybe this one hasn't come back to life like her, maybe someone just moved the body. But... Would that really be better? That'd imply that it had to have been one of the other students to have done it, and honestly, why would they want to. So then it had to have been something else, and that something else could be anything. Not a very comforting thought, maybe it's better to just think she's been resurrected rather than the possiblilty of body snatchers.