Nights of Fire

Chapter 5- Witney

             At first I couldn't see anything but the murky black water, and then it all came into veiw. The horrible scene in front of me was too horrifying to look at. Bodies, hundreds of bodies just floating in the water. There were kids, adults, teens, any age and any gender. I tried to swim back to my boiling hole but my ankle wouldn't allow it. I was losing air rappidly, my lungs felt like fire and for ounce I knew what it felt like to burn. I was giving up, letting the water fill my lungs, when all of the suden giant jamacian hands wrapped around my flailing arms, but they didn't pull me out in time for me to not see it. A black shodow was walking in the water around the bodies, then it whispered to me, your next. I blacked out on the ice with those two words branded in my mind.

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I woke up back in rank 3, I started screaming, clawing at my blanckets. Lisa tried to calm me down, pushing on my shoulders telling me to rest. I scrambled out of bed with Lisa shouting behind me, wverything was silent as people watched me stumble down the stairs like I was insane, maybe I am, I thought to myself. I renched open the doors and ran for the white cabin. I swung open his doors too and ran inside. "MR.FLARITY!!!" I shoutesd running for his hippie room at the end of the hall way. "MR.FlA..." He cut me off holding my shoulders just as Lisa walked in.

"What's rong my girl?" He said motioning for me to sit on a new bean bag across from his bed. I didn't even give him time to brethe before I started ranting on about what I saw in the lake, I described the bodies, the figure and the little comment he made about myself. Mr.Flarity's eyes were watery. When I was done talking it looked like he couldn't handle the new bad news. 

"How did they get in?" Lisa asked, I forgot she was in here with us.

"I don't know." His voice was choked.

"How who got in?" I asked a little confused.

"I don't know if Richard told you but there have been some mishaps with mutant blood, their blood has gone stronger and horribly rong turning them into monsters, each one is immortal unless killed in battle, the camp is invisible to try and keep them away, they are attracted to our blood, a lot like theirs but also very different." I nodded along rememboring most of what Richard had said. "The figure you described, he has been living since I was a lad back in 1921, his name is Samuel, he was a night rider, a person who can live in the shadows, his blood had gone wrong and he was driven insane, he only lives for one thing, our blood. And now he is in our camp with dead bodies in the lake and threatening my students, maybe we should close camp."

"No way." Richard said walking down the hallway. "I mean, I know things are bad and all, but things will be way worse outside of camp. It'll be way easier for Sam," Mr.Flarity flinched at the name. "to kill if we are closed down." Mr.Flarity nodded in agreement.

"What should we do then?" Lisa asked with her arms crossed.

"It should not be up to you three to decide, two of you should not be in here right now anyways. Right now we shall all go to breakfest. I will call my sister for the final decision." He waved his hand at us, telling us to go away. I got up out of the bean bag and started to walk away with Lisa and Ricahard behind me. Then suddenly I turned back around.

"What about the people in the lake, what should we do about them?" Mr.Flarity was now crying, he didn't answer and I didn't push on the subject.

In the mess hall none of us ate, well not the three of us, Matt was mowing down all four meals. He was looking at his food when he caught all of us off guard, mostly Lisa though.

"Are you like breaking up with me or something?" He stoped eating and looked up.

"No no no, of corse not, it's just... should we tell him?" Lisa turned towards me, I nodded, I trusted Matt enough. So Lisa told him, his face faded of color.  When we were done he looked back down at the food and pushed the plates away. We sat in silence, but then Richard got up and started walking towards the camp sign. I got up and started following, so did Lisa and Matt. I didn't know what we were doing until I saw her. She had  long curly black hair reaching her waist. Her face was pale and she had green eyes. Her arm was bleeding from an enormas scratch going from her shoulder to her wrist. Her red shirt was torn and so were her white pants. When we got to her it looked like she was about to colapse. Her knees were buckiling but Matt caught her. Richard got close to her face. "A name, can you give me your name?"

"Noel, Noel Shmidt." As she said her name she starting looking around her franticaly, clawing at Matt.

"Do you know what did this to you?" I asked.

"It was him, the one in the lake." We stumbled back and started looking around just like her.

"How do you know that?" Lisa asked.

Noel looked down at her feet as if ashamed. "He's um... he is my father.