A/N: Second chapter. Please enjoy!
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It was a day after the accident, and it was off of everyone's mind, except Bridgette's. She started feeling colder, and she started noticing weird things. To be honest, she was frightened, even though she saved the lives of twenty-two people.
It was their time. The wind seemed to whisper to her. Bridgette was thinking about the past events when Gwen walked in. Gwen knocked Bridgette out of her thoughts by shaking her shoulders. "Hey...Bridgette. I wanted to just say thanks for saving my life." She said and walked away.
She came back, though, after a few minutes. "Trent, Cody, and I are going to go to the amusement park later. Would you like to come?" She asked. "Ya, sure." Bridgette replied.
Bridgette walked towards her cabin to prepare herself. She went in and started to brush her hair. A cold wind came blowing through, rattling some hangers in the closet. The hangers seemed to laugh like they were having fun for a reason.
She watched as one hanger leaned to far, and fell off the rack onto the ground below. The wind stopped, and the hangers stopped laughing. This is creeping me out. She thought, and ran out of the cabin, breathing hard.
She ran into Trent, who stumbled a little. "Oh, I'm sorry Trent, I didn't see you." She said. "Oh, it's fine, I was just coming to get you. We decided to have some leisure time, since Chris cancelled the season for a little while." He replied.
They went together to go get Gwen, then Cody. "Why don't you bring Geoff?" The latter of whom asked. "No!" Gwen shouted. "I mean, he isn't exactly the guy I want to have around all the time." She finished. "Besides, he's having fun with Duncan and DJ." Bridgette added.
They arrived at the amusement park, having passes since they were contestants of the show. Cody immediately wanted to go the extreme drop, but Gwen declined. "I don't get what's so fun about falling one-hundred feet." She asked.
Cody decided to go on it alone while the rest of them went to eat. "Take my picture at the top." He asked. Then Gwen told him they had cameras for that. Cody ran off to go ride it.
"You know, he reminds me of a little brother." Gwen stated. "Ya, it's hard to believe he's seventeen." Trent said. Bridgette looked around the park. It had many rides, mostly thrill rides.
A piercing scream ran through the air. Bridgette panicked a little, while Trent shook his head and Gwen hit her head against the table. "He made it on the ride." She mumbled.
Bridgette looked and saw Cody on the tall ride. People were also searching for what was making the girlish shrieks.
"Wanna know how to make a simple grapple hook! Well come on! All you need are hangers and rope!" A man at the 'Make This' booth shouted.
Hangers... Bridgette thought of the hangers at the cabin. She remembered the one that fell. It was an unnerving thought, but she brushed it off. The scream came back as the ride fell the second time.
It didn't come up for a third, though. Bridgette started to worry. But after a minute, Cody came running towards them. "Technical difficulties, they stopped it short." He said. Gwen sighed, "Good. And also.. What did I say about that screaming!" Cody blushed. "Uhhh, heheh." He barely replied. "Seventeen my ass." she stated jokingly.
They rode many more rides, and were going to ride the tallest ride in the park, which happened to be a roller coaster. "Ewww." Gwen exclaimed. "What?" Bridgette asked. "I stepped in gum." Trent rolled his eyes and pretended to hang himself.
Just then, Bridgette felt herself falling, so she started screaming. Gwen ran to her. "Bridgette! What's wrong?!" She exclaimed. Bridgette looked around. "Oh my God, I felt like I was falling. I felt the wind, my stomach fluttered. It was horrible." She stated.
"I don't think you should ride the roller coaster. I'll stay down with you." Gwen said. "Okay, ya, maybe I should...." Bridgette replied. Cody stared a little, then walked off with Trent. Bridgette took a deep breath, and looked for some other fun things for them to do.
She looked at a swarm of balloons floating in the air. Bridgette swore she saw them form a skull, but the wind blew them away to fast for her to really tell. She looked to Trent and Cody.
They waited in line, making small talk. Cody pointed out these idiots who were spitting gum from the top of the roller coaster, while Trent was busy looking at the big drop. Trent and Cody boarded, Cody shaking, and one person spit gum from up there at the top, and it landed in one of the open gears for the safety lock in Trent's seat. They sat down, and pulled on the safety bars above their shoulders. The gum kept it from completely locking in place.
Trent didn't even know that he sat in the seat with gum. The gum held and didn't wobble when the employees checked it, so they sent them off. They started the steep climb up to the top. They reached the top, and were starting to go down.
Cody screamed and Trent put his arms in the air. They made a sharp turn, and the gum started to loose it's grip. A loop, another turn, another drop. "Wooh! This is awesome!" Trent shouted. Cody didn't reply, he just squeezed his eyes shut.
They went through a corkscrew, and the gum snapped. The bar flew off of Trent's shoulders. "Ahhh! Oh my God! Stop the ride!" He started screaming as he hung on for dear life. Cody still had his eyes shut, so he didn't notice.
Gwen screamed. "Oh my God! Trent!" Bridgette looked to see him dangling from the seat.
The roller coaster went through a loop, and he lost his grip. He screamed as he fell to his death forty feet below, making a splat when he hit the ground.
Bridgette and Gwen stared at the body for a minute, not saying anything. Someone was calling 911, even though it's useless for a dead body.
Bridgette looked at Gwen. She was silent, with tears forming in her eyes. Bridgette didn't say anything, although her face said it all.
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The ambulances arrived and checked everyone else on that roller coaster to see if they were alright.
They finished checking on Cody, so he came running towards Gwen and Bridgette. They didn't say anything, just sulked.
"Look,.... Gwen, I'm so sorry about Tren-" Cody started. "Shut up you asshole!" She started. Cody reeled back in shock. "You were there! Right next to him! You could have saved him if you weren't such a pussy and opened your eyes!" She shouted.
"Gwen, please don't." Brigette said. "Stay out of this!" She responded. She looked at Cody, who didn't say anything, just stood there. "I knew we shouldn't have invited you! You're an annoying faggot who has no life! I don't get how anyone puts up with you! I wish you were dead!"
Gwen was breathing hard when she finished. Cody stood there a second, taking it all in, then he ran off without saying a word.
"I hope your happy, Gwen." Bridgette said, then ran off after Cody. Gwen just stared at her as she ran off, never losing her angry face.
"Cody! Cody! Where are you Cody?" Bridgette shouted. There was no response, but Bridgette followed the sound of sobs. She found him sitting down behind a tree.
"Cody? Are you okay?" Bridgette asked. He had his head in his arms, and was sobbing. "Go away." He responded. "I'm not leaving until you stop crying." She replied. "Please, go away." He said.
She sighed. "Cody... Gwen is just angry and sad that Trent is...well, dead." She said sadly. "And I could have saved him." He replied. "If I wasn't such an idiot and tried to impress you guys, then he could have sat next to someone who would've saved him." He continued.
She didn't reply for a while, but then said, "I'll see you back at camp." She walked away, leaving him there sulking.
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The mess hall was silent after Chris informed them of the bad news. Gwen started bawling, while Cody walked out of the mess hall. The only sounds were people crying, and the banging of forks hitting plates.
Harold walked over to Bridgette. "Bridgette, it's alright if you decline, but, could you explain to me what happened in your vision?" He asked. Bridgette sighed. I've been doing a lot of sighing lately. She thought.
"Ya, sure." She agreed. She explained every detail as if it really happened, with Harold listening in awe. "And the order that they died, Trent died first? Right?" He asked. Bridgette nodded, not understanding what he was getting at.
"Why." She asked. Harold froze for a second, then he replied. "Well, I read once in an old family book that death never gives up." "What do you mean?" Bridgette asked. "It means death wants to finish what it started." Harold said.
Bridgette stared at him oddly. "It means that if you cheat death, he will come back for you." Harold stated. Bridgette started to get angry. "Oh! So this is some kind of joke? Trent is dead and you decide to make a joke about it! Apparently this is funny to you Harold?" She stated coldly.
Harold was taken aback by what she said. "What? No! That's not it at al-" "Oh shut it Harold. I thought you were better than that." Bridgette walked away from him, holding back the urge to flick him off.
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It was evening, and evryone was at the campfire, except was in his cabin reading 'Super Herold' when Bridgette knocked on the cabin door. He stuck the magazine under the mattress and opened the door. Bridgette walked in with a sad look on her face.
Bridgette sat down on the bed(If you could call it that), and put her hands in her pockets. "Harold, I'm sorry about earlier. You were trying to tell me something and I got mad. It's just that I can't believe Trent is dead. So I came to apologize and to hear what you have to say..." She said.
"It's alright Bridgette." He responded. "No, it's not. I've never acted like that to someone. I'm ashamed." She said shaking her head. "Don't be, you can't be happy all the time, It's good to be angry sometimes." He replied. Before she could speak, he interrupted her.
"Moving on,...... I was saying that maybe that was our time to die." He started. "Your vision was a gift that saved us, but death has to finish us off. Otherwise his list will get screwed up." Bridgette sat listening intently.
"So your saying that we're going to die." She said. "I remember the book said that there was a way to stop death, one was by cheating your second death." He said. "Bridgette then asked. "How do you do that?" Bridgette asked. "It said something like 'you have to watch the signs.'" He replied.
They both jumped as the door opened quickly. Chris walked in. "What did I say about girls in boy's cabins and vise versa? We have a strict rule about that. Your lucky I don't make you two have a talk with Chef." He said
Bridgette walked out and Chris followed. Harold sighed and sat down. He pulled out his Super Herold comic. "Gosh, damn-it! I folded the page. This could have been worth millions!" He stated. The page folded to where you could only see Super Herold's top half, the legs folded inside.
Harold tried to fix it, then he continued reading.
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