Chapter Seven: Mr. Jingles

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We immediately made our way outside the cabin

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We immediately made our way outside the cabin. We met the others at the camp fire.

"Did you heard that?" Chet asked us. I nodded.

"It's Ashley" Xavier said. "We argued for pouring a beer o Ellie, I told her to leave." Xavier explained.

"Where did you last saw her?" Trevor asked.

"Near the lake." He answered. We all made our way to the lake.

What we saw was horrible, I gulped seeing Ashley like that. Brooked gasped, Ray hugged her. Montana was left shocked, same as the others.

I was the only one brave enough to walk near her. She was laying on the dock of the lake, lifeless.

Swimming in her own blood.

"Holy shit" Xavier said.

By the looks of it she was killed with an axe or a machete, she has large cuts on the neck and chest.

"She was killed by an axe or a machete." I said, examining the body. "She immediately died when the axe hit her in the neck, it seems like whoever did this was strong enough to leave a clean cut on her neck" I stood up, when I turned around everyone was staring at me.

"How did you know?" Trevor asked me.

"I'm a junior forensic scientist at LAPD" I said shyly. Xavier proudly smiling at me.

"Her left ear is missing too" I informed them which they all gasped.

"No, it can't br Mr. Jingles." Brooke said, her hands on her mouth, tears already forming in her eyes.

I wasn't able to finish Rita's story. Clearly, I don't have a clue who is this Mr. Jingles really was.

"We need to get out of here, now." Montana said.

"We need to stay together, we can use my Vanta. We could fit there." Xavier suggested. Then we heard a jingling sound of the keys.

The groups eyes widened in fear.

"Let's go! go!" Trevor said, we all run to where the cars where parked. There were three cars, Ray's car, Xavier's Vanta and Margaret's car.

Xavier pulled me close to him and pushed me inside the front seat, while the others are making their way inside his van.

"You.." He pointed at me. "Stay close to me no matter what, got it?" He ordered. I nodded. He then started his van which he did not succeed. "Fuck" He mutter.

"Wh-what's happening?" Montana asked.

"The van won't start" I answered. I heard Xavier yelling profanity words already at his beloved Vanta, then it suddenly started. I heard Chet and Ray cheering.

Smiles already creeping up on our faces. I looked at Xavier and smiled at him. We will get out of this place.

Then suddenly someone appeared in front of us. We all screamed in fear, Xavier turn his van which collided with Margaret's car and Ray's.

Great.

We went out and saw Rita, covered in blood. Brooke and I immediately ran towards her. She has a cut wound on her shoulders right down her chest.

"I locked the motherfucker in the infirmary" Rita breathlessly said.

"What?" Montana asked her.

"I said, I locked Mr. Jingles in the infirmary but I heard the keys in the woods. I don't know what happened" She said.

I looked at Xavier who's desperately trying to start his van. Chet went near him and told him that it won't work.

"I have a car" Rita said, our eyes lit up as if there's a miracle "But the key is in the infirmary." She added, I saw Xavier sighed and rolled his eyes, typical Xavier is coming back.

"I have a Ninja but it can only fit one." Trevor said.

"What's a ninja?" Brooked asked, Montana smiled as she answer.

"A badass motorcycle." She said, looking at Trevor really impressed.

"But the key is in my bag" Trevor added.

"We need to separate the group into two." I suggested.

"Okay, Xavier and Montana with me. The rest with Rita." Trevor commanded, I was about to go on my way with Rita but Xavier grab me.

"You're coming with us" He said, looking at Trevor.

"Of course, she's coming with us" Trevor said, we made our way to the boy's cabin.

I made sure to lock the door. Trevor started rummaging inside his bags. Montana walking back and forth.

Xavier was sitting there dumbfounded.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked him.

"No, i'm not. I think this is my fault" He said, blaming himself. "I just wanted to get out of LA and have some fresh air you know? I never meant for any of this to happen." He added, tears already forming on his eyes.

"I got it!" Trevor triumphantly lifted up his hand showing his key. "Let's get out of here." Montana and Trevor were already on the door but Xavier still on the bed.

"Babe, we have to go." I told him.

"I can't, if we get out of here. We're all gonna die." Xavier said. "You should've stayed in the house, it's my fault." Xavier cried.

"Now it's not the right time, we will get out of this place alive." I grab him in the face and looked him in the eyes.

"Xavier, we need to leave." Montana said, annoyed.

"I think it's a punishment, because of what I did to you and to others. It's a fucking karma" Xavier added. I shushed him.

"No baby, we need to leave." I told him. Suddenly, we heard the sound of the keys and footsteps on the front door. We all could see the shadow on the small space under the door.

Xavier pointed at the door.

"It's fucking Mr. Jingles" He said terrified.

"We can outnumbered him" Trevor said.

"No, he have a fucking axe or a machete. If we get out of there once of us will die." I told him.

Mr. Jingles started banging the door which caused Montana and Trevor to back away from the door.

 Jingles started banging the door which caused Montana and Trevor to back away from the door

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"Ellie, i'm not gonna let you die here." Xavier grabbed my hand and told me.

"We're not gonna die here." I promised him. The banging stops, we all froze.

"Is he still there?" Montana asked, whispering. Trevor lay down and checked if Mr. Jingles is still there.

"I'm not seeing anything here" He said. Then Montana suddenly let out a piercing scream following up a crashing sound from a window. Xavier and I run in the back of the cabin, a little ball of fire was on the floor.

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