Total Drama Murders 6-7

Chapter 2

Approaching their apartment, Sam tried opening the door handle. Surprisingly the front door was locked, so he made his way around to a window sticking out the side.

'Can't believe I'm breaking into my own home...' He muttered to himself. The window was unlocked, so he slid it open, stepping into his home.

As Sam continued, he entered the living room. It was dark, so he couldn't tell the differences in furniture. The television was left on, a News Program.

'Breaking News: Seventeen dead at Camp Wawanakwa, the filming location of hit reality TV show, Total Drama Island. The perpetrator, former contestant Bridgette Bailey.'

'Bridgette?' Sam whispered.

The screen cut to a segment of a news reporter with two teenage boys.

'Oh my God.' Sam fell back. 'Dads?'

A young Cody and Noah were on screen, hugging one another.

'She killed them...' A young Cody whispered. 'All of them...'

'What the fuck?' Sam whispered, beginning to yell. 'Callum? Callum!'

He heard something from upstairs, and he glanced up in shock at an old woman emerged from the bedroom. She was podgy, and at least in her early sixties. Her eyes went wide, as she started flailing her walking stick.

'What do you think you're doing?' She yelled, slamming him around the face. 'Trying to steal from me, you crook!'

Sam fell backwards as he ran away. Where the fuck was Callum? Why were his dads on TV? Why were they so young? He was chased outside, darting through the window, collapsing into a heap. The woman continued yelling, and he scampered away, knowing she might call the police.

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Pressing into his boyfriend's side, Cody couldn't help but to continuously glance back.

'Cody you need to stop,' Noah whispered. 'It makes you look suspicious.'

'You don't think any of the others said anything do you? I mean, they wouldn't right?'

Noah shook his head. 'Even if they did, they'd have to find me.'

The young couple looked around as hey moved past several tin boxes to the one Gwen and her grandmother lived in.

Cody gently knocked on the door, to where the thin old woman opened it. 'H-Hi Verity...'

She gave the two of them a stern look as Gwen joined her.

'Mind if we come in?' Cody asked.

'Which one of you is Noah?' Verity folded her arms.

'That'll be 'mam.'

'Gwen told me what you did, boy. I'll be watching you like a hawk.' Verity took a step back, as Cody and Noah entered past them.

'So what do you think of the camp? Managed to get set up?'

Cody nodded. 'Yeah, we're like proper squatters now.'

'You are squatters.' Gwen told them.

'Can't say I love it.' Noah replied, and Cody reached out for his hand to hold.

'It's safer this way.' Gwen told him. 'We'll be harder to find.'

Cody glanced out the window. 'But something tells me Bridgette isn't going to stop looking for us. For any of us.'