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CHARILE LET OUT A GASP as a look of shock rolled over her face.
She gasped for air as blood spilled out of her.
"CHARLIE!" Chet screamed and pushed Margaret, her body falling backwards.
"Charlie! Please don't die on me!" Chet said, tears falling from his cheeks.
"C-Chet...I-I..." She tried to speak but her voice was gone.
"Shit!" Chet said and cupped Charlie's face.
"Look at me, It's all gonna be fine. We're gonna get you help" Chet tried to reassure.
"S-so tired..." She said as her eyes started to droop.
"Charlie...Stay awake for me, please don't go like this" he said and brushed some hair out of her face.
"I-" She started but her body suddenly went limp.
Chet let out a pained cry as he lowered her body slowly.
"You bitch!" He turned to face Margaret, but was hit over the head with something.
He fell to the boat bottom, and he looked up at Margaret with a terrified expression.
He could barely move, he couldn't even stand.
She started to chain something around his ankle.
"What are you doing?" he asked frantically.
She didn't answer and smirked looking up at him.
"What are you-" He was cut short when Margaret pushed him, causing him to loose his balance and fall into the water.
He started to scream and yell, his body being dragged down under the lake water.
He tried to swim upward, but the anchor chained to his foot wouldn't let him.
Every cell in his body was screaming for air, but all he could breath was water.
Soon, Chet's body went limp in the cold-dead water of the Camp Redwood lake, the last thing he thought about was Charlie before he sank to his untimely, and tragic death.
