Ginger Snaps IV

The Curse

Chapter one - Awakening

It was morning when she awoke. The smell of damp air erased and refurbished with blood. It was then when she awoke. But why? Why was she awake? Why was she not tearing his limber body to pieces. He was just down the hall. Dead. Rotting. She could do it. She was a monster. Ginger Fitzgerald sat up in a daze. Barely remembering last night. The pain in her spine, the blood on her tongue, the knife in her wounds. Words flashing through her head, she stumbled to raise her self to her feet. Sirens echoed around the house. Men yelling, children screaming, women crying. It was only natural for the town of Bailey Downs to be in total chaos. Three teenagers missing, perhaps dead as everyone thought, one janitor dead, one guidance counselor ripped to shreds. Not to mention the weeks of dead dogs half eaten. Everything leading to Ginger. Who stand, dazed and confused inside the Fitzgerald household. The memories flashed through her head, names she found hard to remember. Trina Sinclair...Sam...

The words echoed through her young mind. Was she insane? Was it all a dream? A saying raced through her head. A meaningless saying to her. It rang so much she could have died from the agony. Over and over again she said it to herself, as if it were a remedy to this nightmare. Over and over it rang.

"Out by sixteen, or dead in this scene, but together forever. United against life as we know it"

Over and over it rang in her head. She couldn't stop it. More names rang. Pam...Jason...B

Then it came to her. Then everything that preceded last night came into line. And everything she saw, said, touched, killed, flashed before her eyes and she it all. She saw what she was. She saw what she wasn't. And after this shooting star of memoirs past only one named branded her mind as the front door to the house burst open.

"Bridgette..."