Manhunt

11. Last Part

     Kyle's POV

"Why does Dan's room have so many things?" I mumbled as Will and I continued our search for little supplies.

     "I dunno...maybe Jason ran out of places to hide shit," my band mate shrugged his shoulders.

     "But still...how is it that we were able to find two firecrackers and three more pocket knives?" I pointed out the abnormality.

     I preferred to be teasing Dan about his love for Sapphire, but since he scolded us to search our lodge for knives and red tubes of gunpowder, Will decided to not argue with our lead singer, much to my disappointment. On the other hand, the bassist and I had found loads of goodies, so my salty mood was cleared up at the sight of so many useful items to use against Jason. However, I couldn't forgive Martin for ditching the rest of us behind like this, stealing the speedboat after repairing it with a boat battery that he must've found somewhere on the campground.

     THUD.

.....

     THUD.

     Will and I dropped the shit, looking at each other and exchanging terrified faces as we froze out of fear, listening for any background noise that indicated that the killer was here. Nothing. Our shoulders loosened, but our feet were literally glued to the floor, unwillingly to move in the dead silence. If there was indeed someone or something with us in the house, Will and I would not hesitate to throw our pocket knives at them. Quiet creaks and stepped caused my reflexes to tense up again, and my hand grabbed the first thing I spotted; one of Dan's 'Twin Peaks" shirts. When I saw a flash of brown, my hand instantly jolted, the "fight" instinct kicking in and throwing the t-shirt at the thing.

     "Agh! Kyle! What the hell?!" the crazy haired singer lifted up his shirt, shooting me an evil glare.

     "Well, maybe if you made your presence known, I wouldn't have thrown it at you," I rolled my eyes.

     "Okay, okay, whatever. We got the battery," he pointed at the yellow box thingy that was in Sapphire's hand.

     "Did you manage to come here without being chased?" Will asked.

     "Erm..."

     "Dan, do you wanna stay out here while I grab the box?" Sapphire asked the lead singer, receiving a shy nod in response.

     The young woman ran quietly to the barn, twigs and gravel crunching and snapping under her shoes. She wanted to get to the barn as quickly as possible so Jason couldn't see her, nor sense the doctor's movement due to her low amount of composure. A relieved sigh left her mouth as her foot hit the concrete floor of the stable, a small echo from the footstep ringing throughout the non-enclosed building. It was darker than Sapphire had anticipated for it to be, and the downside of the situation was that she had lost her phone while running from Jason earlier.

     Her fingertips grazed the wooden stable doors as she felt her way around in the shadows, cautious of her surroundings as the woman made her way along the side, multitasking as she scoured the barn with her searching eyes, in hopes of finding the car battery that she was to be looking for. She hesitantly stepped along the scattered hay, gulping each time her foot made contact with an unknown object. Sapphire wasn't sure whether the killer was lurking in the shadows, and each flash or creak made her reflexes tense up, her wandering eyes worriedly gazed all around.

     CLANK

     "Shit," Sapphire muttered as she identified the knocked over object to be a bucket.