-Chapter 2-

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-Chapter 2-

Just a bit disturbing so be warned, characters may not be exactly correct! sorry. also almost every drawing shown is mine, all the ones that were done on paper are mine.

Awaking with a gasp I looked from left to right before slowly trying to stand up, after a few failed attempts and bruising I was shakily standing on two legs.

Trying to not think about how I got here I instead focused on trying to stop my raging headache, as I went to take a step forward I misjudged how long my legs were and collapsed onto the floor.

Shaking my head I look down at my fallen body and my eyes widen with shock, my legs were short and skinny and I was wearing a skirt, looking at my arms they were also very short and skinny.

Confused I began trying to stand up again, once managing to I look into the mirror and freeze in shock, I look like a little girl!

Turning my head side to side and seeing my long red hair sway confirms that this is real, thinking I'm dreaming I pinch myself and wince in pain.

I decide to sit down and try to figure out what the hell is happening, turning towards the bathroom door I twist the knob and leave, wondering where a place to sit is I wander around.

Suddenly memories rush into my mind detailing the layout of the house and were "my room" is. Shaking my head in confusion I walk towards the bedroom and sit on the bed.

Collapsing backward I heave a sigh and try to think about the last thing I remember,

I remember it was the day after the fail that was parents day and we were having breakfast in the mess hall, I was in the camp counselors cabin reviewing today's plans when there was a knocking on the door, standing from my chair I opened the door to be greeted by Daniel holding a knife who then stabbed me in the gut, I black out and wake up tied to the flagpole with Gwen again just like when the kids revolted, talking about kids, Daniel had knocked out all the campers and tied them to trees.

Struggling I try to shout to wake up Gwen or the kids but before I could Daniel came back, he was holding gasoline and a lighter.

I tried to talk him out of it while struggling but he didn't listen.

He replied, " if you will not accept Xemüg then you are no use to us."

The last thing I remember is the screams as camp Campbell burned to the ground.

Opening my eyes from the memory I start to sob, cries racking my body as I crawl into a ball.

I then fall asleep crying...

To be continued...

To be continued

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⏰ Last updated: May 04, 2019 ⏰

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