Olive frowned as she glanced at her phone, the screen displaying Breanna's unanswered calls. "Preston, we're still waiting on Breanna. She hasn't answered her phone, and I'm starting to get worried."
"Relax, Olive," Preston assured her. "I'm sure she'll show up soon."
As Preston tried to comfort Olive, Angela Watts leaned against the boat's railing, nursing a beer bottle in her hand. Suddenly, she lost her grip, and the bottle plunged into the water below. As it sank, it passed a shadowy figure tied up beneath the vessel. Breanna's eyes fluttered open, panic setting in as she realized her precarious situation. Tied to the propeller shaft, she breathed through a scuba tank, the only thing keeping her alive.
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Unaware of her friend's dire circumstances, Olive made a decision. "We can't wait any longer. Let's set sail." The boat roared to life, and as the propeller spun, Breanna struggled against her bindings but it was pointless. Blood mingled with the churning water, unnoticed by those aboard, as Breanna was forced through the spinning blades.
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"Everyone, gather on the upper deck for a family photo!" Olive called out, her voice carrying over the wind. Preston hesitated, feeling out of place among Olive's relatives.
"Go on without me, I'll catch up with you later," he told Olive, not wanting to intrude on their family moment.
Helena approached Preston, sensing his unease. "You know, I hope coming back to Strum Island will help me put the past behind me," she confided, her eyes searching his for reassurance.
"Helena, everything will be fine," Preston said, his voice steady and comforting. "We're all here together, and that's what matters."
Olive watched Preston and Helena until her phone rang, Gavyn Hunter's name flashing on the screen. She cast a wary glance at the device before silencing it and stuffing it back into her pocket.
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On the lower deck, Ashleigh Lewis recounted the chilling tale of the Bo Brandt murders to the bridesmaids. "Ten years ago this guy goes completely psycho on the mainland and killed like ten people before he was put down. Helena's friend Cole Holmes was one of the victims, and he father was blamed for not stopping him sooner." she whispered, her voice heavy with emotion.
The bridesmaids' faces paled as they listened, their eyes wide with fear. Suddenly, a seagull careened through the air, colliding with a plate on the table. The women screamed, their nerves shattered by the combination of gruesome stories and startling events.
"Stay close," Ashleigh urged them, placing a protective arm around one of the bridesmaids. "We'll get through this together." As she shooed the bird back out the window.
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The Wedding Party
FanfictionYour invited to the wedding of Preston and Olive on the secluded Island Paradise of their dreams. Sun and sand await you, if you can survive. Olive is more then excited to marry the man of her dreams, but as wedding guests begin to disappear what wa...
