~THIRD PERSON POV~
Jason looked up at Jetta,who had begun to walk towards him with a smile on her face.
"Jason,would you happen to have an extra machete?"
~~~~~~~~~~NEXT MORNING,8:36AM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~Jetta's POV~
After I took my shower,I decided to get dressed,do my makeup and put my hair in a simple bun.
I tried to hurry out of my cabin before anybody saw me,and walked to the kitchens so I could get something in my stomach.
"Hello Jetta. Is there anything you need dear?"
I turned my head to see the head chef Michelle smiling at me,as she began to pour oatmeal into a bowl.
Dammit. Why can't I speak?! I was fine last night..
She just sighed softly and handed me the bowl of hot oatmeal.
"Don't worry dear. I know you'll be able to talk,someday" She smiled at me,and I tried to finish the food as quick as possible.
Just as I was finishing,I heard a loud crash,and saw a brick fly through the window,hitting me. I fell unconscious as Michelle ran over to me.
~5:00pm~3rd POV~
"What do we do?" "Think of something,idiot! I know it's her fault that Malcolm and Krissie are dead!"
"Probably killed Adam too."
As Jetta slowly began to regain concisness,she heard three voices though she couldn't tell whom. Slowly opening her eyes,she noticed blood on her shirt. "Well well well. The bitch finally woke up." Holding a dagger to Jetta's throat,the blade was just millimeters away from cutting her.
She didn't recognize any of the three boys that stood before her. Unable to speak,the third boy grabbed her by her shirt. "Listen here. We know you killed those three. So now,we're gonna kill you."
Jetta quickly rocked the chair she was tied to,resulting in her falling foward,knocking down two of the boys.
She quickly grabbed the saw that was on a small table next to where she had been sitting,and quickly drove it into the first boy's heart,crimson blood splashing into her snow colored skin.
The other two glanced at each other,as the third ran for the door. Aiming,Jetta threw the saw,it landing in his spine. Falling to the floor,he let out an ear-piercing scream as she turned to the final boy. Her eyes were no longer their greenish-brown hue,but instead held a ruby tint. Smiling,she pulled the saw out of his friend's spine,as she glimpsed back at him. "P-please don't kill me! I-We... It was Ryan's idea!" The girl cocked her head to the side,urging him to go on. "He's an older boy,brown hair,u-uh... cabin 3! Cabin 3!",he quickly sputtered out.
Nodding her head,Jetta left the boy surrounded by his dead friends.
Things are going to change around here,she quietly thought to herself.
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