The Damned and Deranged ⇝ Luke Hemmings ✔️

chapter nineteen

Now it gets interesting, in the upcoming chapters, expect death and grief and angst

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The night before Halloween, Luke had fallen asleep easily with Ashton across the room doing a late night essay. The day had gone normally, class, hanging out with Reece and having a good time, until Luke began to dream.

Luke was screaming, his heart racing as Reece dragged him through the forest with a vice like grip around his wrists. Luke could see people holding burning torches, which lit up the area around them, giving Luke the view of a large trunk of a tree and branches spread around it.

And Luke was being dragged straight towards it.

"Reece please stop!" Luke begged, "What are you doing?!"

Reece looked down at the crying blond, "it has to be this way." Reece said solemnly, picking up the pace, making the trip and fall to the forest floor. Reece didn't stop and continued to drag him across the floor.

Once they were in the middle of the crowd, Reece let Luke go, the blond slumping to his knees and sobbing. He felt more hands on him and realised they were trying to rid him of his clothes. "No! Stop!" Luke yelled, seeing it was Reece and Michael who were touching him. "Reece please!"

Reece roughly placed his hand on Luke's mouth, their eyes meeting, blue facing red making Luke cry out softly. "Shut up." Reece whispered, moving his hand away and leaving Luke silent as he let them undress him.

Reece grabbed Luke's forearm, pulling him to his feet before pushing him against the tree trunk. Michael began to tie Luke to the tree, Luke staring at Reece pleadingly, "why are you doing this?" Luke asked.

Reece ignored him, instead stepping away when Luke was secure against the tree. Reece stepped in to the crowd and blended in, something he would never do.

Then a dark skinned woman stepped out of the crowd, holding a torch in her right hand. "We begin!" She announced, before stepping forward and dropping the torch to Luke's feet.

Luke woke up screaming, his body covered in sweat as he panted heavily. Ashton awoke at the scream and reacted quickly, jumping from the bed and coming to Luke's side. "Luke's what's wrong?" Ashton questioned, placing his hand on Luke's arm.

The action made Luke flinch before he erupted in to sobs and ran from the dorm room. As Luke ran he felt a burning in his forearm, where Reece had grabbed him in his dream. He stared down at it as he ran, seeing it looked like a fresh burn.

Luke pushed open the door to the showers, turning it on and stepping in fully clothed. He sat down on the floor and let the warm water run down his body, soaking him, and cooling the burning in his arm.

Luke was still crying as he heard a ruffle of curtains. Luke stared out of his cubicle, thinking someone had been in here and heard him crying.

When he saw the person appear from the showers, he saw the blood dripping down her face and down her neck. Luke realised quickly she wasn't alive—she was a ghost who haunted the showers. She looked to be Luke's age, clearly a student who some how died.

She stared at Luke intently from a few meters away before disappearing, then reappearing inches from Luke's face, making him flinch and close his eyes. Luke felt her cold presence wrap around him, making the burn on his arm hurt again.