An Actual Slasher Story

Chapter 4- Florida, New York, and London

Once everything settled down, Liv texted the suspects group chat that they had made with each other and told them about the tracking devices. Obviously, they weren't happy. They all agreed that it's basically making the killer's job ten times easier by telling him where they are at all times. They decided to use the trackers to their advantage though. They made a plan to meet up altogether so the killer would come to them and they could catch him and trap him. Basically they came up with the plan that Mike had all along.

That same night, they decided to all meet up at the park in Hazlet right by Zack's house, Veteran's park. It was the middle of the night, so no one was there. They needed to be isolated so the killer would come to find them, obviously. The group sat under the gazebo by the lake in park. "This better work. If I came out here in the cold and lost sleep over this just for nothing to happen, I'm gonna be pissed." said Zack.

"Don't worry, it'll work. We're all being tracked, the killer totally liked, hacked them or some shit, they'll come." said Liv.

"This is dumb. I'm cold and bored." said Sarah.

"Me too." said Zack.

"Everyone stop complaining, let's just see what happens." said Sophia. Twenty minutes went by and no one showed up.

"You guys do realize what this means right?" started Zack. "If no one comes, than the killer is one of us."

"Uh wrong stupid, we were all in the police department together and people still got killed." said Ryan.

"Exactly. Whenever we're all together, we don't get attacked. It's almost like some here is working with the killer. We're safe because one part of the team is here. They're not gonna come after their own partner." explained Zack. "It's a classic slasher setup, there's always two killers."

"So what you're saying is if no one tries to kill us tonight, one of us is trying to kill the rest of us?" said Michael.

"Exactly." said Zack.

"That's retarded." said Michael.

"You're retarded." said Zack. As the group continued to bicker with each other, the killer got ready to make their next kill. Just not where the kids thought it would be. Tonight, the killer decided to take a little vacation. They took a lil trip down the sunshine state itself, Florida! The home of old people, giant king rat man, and Gabby Mooney. Gabby was Ryan's older sister and a friend of the group. Gabby was currently chilling by the pool at her dorm with her hot stud boy-toy Lucas.

"Lucas, pass me the tanning lotion." demanded Gabby as she baked in the hot sun. "I need to get tanned." This makes absolutely no sense because Florida and New Jersey are the same time zones, and I just said that they met up at the park at night. Whatever! Anyway, Lucas did as he was told. After about an hour of tanning, Gabby decided it was time to go to Disney. "I'm bored, we're going to Disney." said Gabby. She grabbed her stuff and left the pool. Little did she know, she was being watched the entire time, and not just by the overwhelming abundance of sexually repressed old men that lived there. She was being watched by something way worse. Or better depending how you view your life compared to your body. Anyway, she was being watched by the killer. As she was leaving the pool area, she noticed a figure wearing the red cloak and mask. She didn't think anything of it, because she hadn't heard about the killings because no one thought to tell her. She stared at the person briefly before continuing on her way. Living in Florida, she was used to seeing weird shit like that.

She started to pay a little bit more attention to the person when she saw them again on the way back to her dorm. She started to walk faster. Her boyfriend Lucas already made his way back. She got inside the building and saw the person for a third time. "Are you following me?" asked Gabby. The person just stared at her. "This is harassment. I can have you arrested." Ugh, women and their harassment claims are fucking annoying, am I right ladies?! The person turned and walked away. Gabby continued up the old, decrepit, staircase to her dorm. The hallway leading to her room was bleak and empty, the lights flickered as she walked by them. Finally she reached her dorm and opened the door. When she tried to turn on the lights, nothing happened. She could see the outline of a person in front of her, but couldn't make out who it was. She assumed it was Lucas.