Ch. 22

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I stand up quickly. I look around the living room and I see pictures on the side tables. Jonah is in most of the pictures. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. But why did he bring me back to his cabin? I walk around until I come to a large hallway.

"Jonah?" I call out. "Jonah?!"

I hear noises coming from a room. I open the door and cut the light on. My heart jumps into my throat and all the air has escapes my lungs. The girl, Arianna, is tied down to the bed with tape over her mouth. Her shirt is ripped, exposing her bra, and she's naked from the waste down.

Tears prick my eyes. This can't be real. Jonah can not be the murderer. I took him back to Harry's cabin with me, I sort of befriended him. I quickly snap out of my shock and hurry over to the bed. I untie her hands and feet. I slowly peel the tape off of her mouth. She jumps up and wraps her arms around me, making me feel slightly uncomfortable because she has no pants or panties on.

"Come on. We've got to go. " I whisper.

"I can't walk," she whimpers.

I look down at her feet and her left foot is wrapped up.

"What happened?"

Tears start falling from her eyes. "He was chasing me and my foot got caught in a bear trap."

I gasp. That's some horror movie shit.

"We have got to find a way to call the police." I say.

"I think I saw a house phone in the kitchen."

I nod. "Stay here, I'll be right back."

She nods and sits down on the bed. I run into the kitchen. I spin in circles until I see a house phone hanging on the wall. I grab it and dial 911. Panic washes over me and my breathing becomes heavy.

"911 What's your emergency?" A male operater asks.

"I found Arianna Carter!" I start panting.

"Calm down miss. What's your location?"

"I'm in Carson Ridge on Bear Creek Lane. First cabin on the right. It's the murders cabin! I know he murdered Caroline too! His name is Jonah."

"Is Arianna hurt?"

I hear the front door close and my stomach drops.

"He's here!" I whisper / yell.

I hang up and put the phone on the hook.

"Briella?" He calls from the living room.

Fuck Fuck Fuck. I grab a glass and fill it with water.

"In here!" I yell loudly.

I hope Arianna heard me and I honestly hope she limps out of here safely. Jonah walks into the kitchen and my heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest.

"I was thirsty," My voice cracks.

He smiles. "I see. Why were you sleeping in the woods?"

"I sleepwalk. W-why were you in the woods?"

"I had a bad dream so I walked out onto the back porch to get some air. Then I heard a woman screaming and it sounded like it was coming from the woods. then I found you."

I gulp. "Where'd you go just now?"

"To you're cabin to let your friend know where you are. But no one came to the door."

My heart cracks. Where the hell is Harry? Hopefully he's out looking for me.

"Do you mind if I use the restroom?" I ask.

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