The night before the end.

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Samantha stayed up late the night before it all went to hell... she was texting her friends, and sister in a group text.

~beginning of texts~

Samantha:So guys where are we gonna meet tomorrow?🙂

Ronan:  how bout the paint ball course?

Faith: no way! What about the park?

Mad hatter: I agree with Ronan on this one.

Ronan:hah! I knew paint ball was a good choice.

Liz: why are we debating this again?

Samantha: truly I think paint ball is the best.

Faith:why am I even your friend?

Samantha:cause you can't refuse my pervertedness.

Faith:pervertedness isn't even a word!

Ronan:yes it is.

Liz:well then it's settled! Paint ball it is!

~end of texts~

That night she fell asleep and didn't think twice about it.

~time skippn' fur fun!~

The next morning Samantha got up lokked at the time it was 9:35 a.m and she texted everyone when to meet 

~to group~

Samantha:hey guys when do ya wanna meet?🤔

Ronan:how about 1:00 p.m. So you ladies have more time to get ready.

Faith:for once I agree let's go with Ronan's idea.

Liz/mad hatter/Samantha: k! And is faith dead or are we on drugs?

Faith:shadup! I'm not dead! The drugs I don't know about.

~end of texts~

Over the next however long Samantha got cloths took a shower and prepared for the day. When twelve thirty rolled around Samantha left her house with everything she needed. The trip there only took thirty minutes so she was there right at the exact time they where to meet. What did surprise her though was that she was the first one there. When in reality she's always last... this should have been her first sight to turn around and go back home. But she didn't instead her curiosity got the better of her. Cause ya know how curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back? This was the opposite the cat still died but was killed even further once she was satisfied with the answer to her question. It stayed dead because what she found was.....


(A/N) cliffhanger! I know I suck but hey deal with it. K? Bye my delicate butterflies🦋 

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