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T W E N T Y - N I N E : M O N S T E R S

A/N: This chapter is a bit dark. I almost freaked myself out as I wrote it haha >-< Just imagine a ton of creepy ass obnoxious Slender Men.

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T W E N T Y - N I N E : M O N S T E R S

K A T A R I N A

When I finally come to, I'm laying on the river bank with my face in the damp sand. I must have swam to shore after being sucked in from the current. I cough to clear my throat and when I try to push myself up off the ground there's a sharp pain in my shoulder that nearly makes me pass out.

I roll over onto my back and sit up straight. I look down at my chest and there's a bullet hole in my shoulder socket. There's a large amount of blood that's ran down my black tank top and I'm more pissed about how my mom's leather jacket got ruined.

Carefully I stand, holding my arm up to keep the pressure off my shoulder wound. I need to get out of the open and have a look at my wound. When I make it into the woods, just far enough not to be seen by anyone walking down the river bank, I lean back against a oak tree and slowly shrug out of my leather jacket.

I look at my chest where the exit wound is. So I was shot in the back, great. Whoever shot me was a lousy shot. I was basically a standing still target and the fucker shoots me in the shoulder? If it would've been me, I would've killed my target. I take a look at my back and I notice that it doesn't look too good. It almost looks infected but it's different. It shouldn't be turning infected this soon. There's green and purple veins scattering out away from the initial wound. As I look down at my chest, it's doing the same thing. What the fuck is this?

Not only does it look bad I also feel sick, like I'm going to throw up as my body is trying to reject whatever poisons in my body. That's when I finally press my finger tips to my wound and taste it. As soon as I taste its bitterness I quickly spit it out. I smell my finger and there's a faint hint of alcohol. Witch hazel—the kryptonite for warlocks.

Great.

The bullet at least went through so there's not one lodged somewhere in my body, but now I have to worry about being poisoned. From what I researched before, the side effects are upset stomach, coughing up blood, fever and hallucinations. All the things it's used to treat humans for but has the opposite effect on us.

I need to get out of here and get medical treatment. If I don't somehow treat this fever that's no doubt already on its way, it could end badly for me. I'm by myself right now and no one is here to look out for me.

What I don't understand is who shot me and not just with any bullet, but one laced with witch hazel? That's not very common, which tells me someone was intentionally targeting me. Which explains why there was only one shot.