Kingfield

Chapter 9: Regrets

Dwight woke up with a headache. His head was pounding. His thoughts were racing. His dream had completely fucked me up. He truly felt like he was a absolute weakling. He wasn't strong like David. He wasn't resourceful like Claudette. He was just Dwight. The weak link.

He slowly climbed out of his tent. Everyone was doing their usual thing. He smiled he had to keep up the appearance that he isn't strong. Everyone has settled into their own thing while Dwight just hangs around. He feels to awkward to hangout with people unless they ask him too. Dwight noticed David sitting by the fire his heart dropped a little bit. He hesitated but walked up to the man and sat down.

"Have you been here all night?" Dwight asked confused on why David was in the same spot ignoring his anxiety.

"Yea couldn't sleep for the life of me." David said with a exhausted tone.

"I'm sorry maybe you should try and rest a bit you don't wanna be to tired for trials today." Dwight said in a fake confident tone. David shrugged.

"If I die, I die mate." David put simply. Dwight's eyes darkened. 'I wish I could die and put an end to this pitiful life.'

"Alright I'm here if you want to talk. I'm going to lay down for a bit longer my head is killing me." Dwight spoke in a sad tone. Dwight stood to his feet and walked back to his tent. He layed down and put his glasses to the side. 'Fucking worthless.'

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David was called to trial just as his eyes were able to close for sleep. He woke up in a street. He looked around. 'This is new.' He thought to himself standing up. A school of some sort was next to him children's toys littered the yard. He could almost hear a faint hum of children. A shiver went down his spine. He walked to a generator that was standing next to a tree on the street and began his repairs.

Sleep started to take hold of David. His head rocked back and forth and he could hear the humming get louder. It reminded him of huntress but way creepier. He opened his eyes and the world around him was grey. Ash fell from the sky like a snow flurry. The humming got louder in his ears. He looked around and saw a man staring at him. He wore a green and red shirt. His face covered by a fedora. David noticed the man had razor sharp knives for fingers on his right hand. His heart dropped. 'Oh fuck is this a new killer.' Just before he could run a hand grabbed him and pulled him to the side. He flung his head around and saw a younger man with a beanie running with him. The man with knives for fingers was running at him chuckling in a low gravelly voice.

"Who the fuck is that?" He asked the man panting heavily. They kept running the man ignoring the question until they couldn't hear the hum anymore.

"His name is Freddy, I'm Quinten. Who the hell are you what are you doing here?" The man spoke swiftly in a hushed tone.

"I'm David I'm just as confused as you are I presume I've never been to this place in my life." David answered. He looked around. They were next to a generator. "We need to fix these if we want to get out of here alive." David said rushing to it quickly starting to connect wires. Quinten looked confused but walked up to the generator.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Quinten asked confused. He should be trying to wake up right now not fiddle with this peice of junk. David stopped and looked at him realizing hes new and knows nothing yet.

"Look I'll explaine later but right now you need to help me repair this. I promise this is the main priority right now." David gave a stern look as he told the younger man what to do. Quinten rolled his eyes and began to walk away. David watched him leave. 'He's gonna find out the hard way soon enough.'

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"This place is new." Dwight told himself waking up in what looked to be a classroom. 'Shit a new killer is sure to be lurking around here.' Dwight walked around the empty halls of the preschool. He could hear a faint hum of children. Chills ran down his spine. He found a generator in one of the classrooms and began working on it.

Dwight was able to finish the generator before a scream rang out. He looked to the direction he heard it and began to run. 'New killer, new survivor.' He had to help whoever is new to this realm. He ran until he saw a man hanging from a hook tears streamed down his eyes. The humming returned to his ears he started to feel tired. He helped the man off the hook.

"You shouldn't have done that. He's gonna be after you too." The man let out a pained grunt. A sharp pain rang through his body. Dwight quickly turned to see a grotesque man standing before him. He was severely burned with a crooked smile on his face. Dwight let out a gasp as he saw a hand raised in the air. The fingers were knives and they were coming directly twords him. Dwight always quickly pushed to the ground. He looked around as he heard a scream of pain. David was now were he stood with a slash across his chest. He quickly got to his feet and froze. David grabbed Freddy's swinging arm mid air and looked to Dwight.

"Run you fucking idiot!" David yelled as Freddy punched him in the gut causing David to let go of his knives hand. Freddy laughed and swung again but missed as David lunged out of the way grabbing Dwight's arm and running. The Nightmare ran for them. Getting more and more angry the more he missed his attacks. They heard the familiar sound of the exit gates being opened. They ran faster as Freddy gained up on them. When the food finally swept them away from the killer their hearts finally stopped racing. David looked to Dwight as the fog disappeared. His anger grew within him.

"Why the hell didn't you run Dwight." David was shaking with anger now. Dwight looked down.

"I-Im sorr-ry I froze up an-." Dwight stuttered out before David cut him off.

"No excuses. You fucking stood their while I was trying to distract him for you. Are you really that spineless." David spoke out of anger only half meaning what he said. Dwight looked at David trying not to let the tears flow down from his face. Instead of replying he walked away into the forest.

"And now were are ya going now? You can't run from this Dwight." David yelled at the man disappearing into the dense woods.

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David sat by the fire thinking about Dwight. He keeps remembering Dwight's face when he was yelling at him. It was almost like he broke. Guilt was slowly setting in. When Dwight finally came back to the camp he ignored everyone and went to his tent. David closed his eyes. He knew he fucked up. He didnt truly mean those things. They were just out of anger and anxiety. He didnt want to see Dwight hurt. He wanted to make sure he was okay. 'He won't listen to you after consistently calling him weak.' He thought to himself.

"How can I make this right?" He said outloud while shoving his face in his hands. He stayed at the campfire thinking while everyone was asleep. He didn't know how to make things right.

Everyone emerged from their tent one by one as they woke up for the start of their "day". David waited for Dwight to come out his heart pounding. When Dwight finally stumbled put of the tent David perked up.

"Hey Dwight!" David yelled out beginning to stand up until he saw Dwight turn and speed walk into the forest. 'Shit' he thought to himself. He got up and followed Dwight making sure the man couldn't see him.