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Chapter 7... Knock Knock, Are You Alone?
An hour ago…
Lucas lay in his bed, his senses dimmed, staring at the ceiling, thinking. The room was weakly lit, and the window was open, a slightly cold breeze blowing inside. He turned over, wondering where Peyton was. I hope she's okay. She couldn't have gone to the boats, could she? But she went with Bevin, so of course she didn't go to the boats… My imagination must be playing tricks on me…
There was a knock on the door, and Skills poked his head through, asking, "Lucas, you awake?"
Lucas looked to the door and murmured, "Yeah."
"I'm going for a shower a'ight? So if anyone asks…"
Lucas nodded dully and Skills closed the door. There was a shallow pit in his stomach, he was restless, and couldn't stop his mind from thinking the worst. He heard Rachel's voice below, followed by some commotion outside. Then there were footsteps, and before he could hear anything more, he was asleep.
Now…
He shot up with a start in his bed, hearing the shriek that came from outside. He looked to the clock, it was eight thirty.
Peyton. Peyton. Peyton. Where the hell is Peyton? Is she back yet? How could I have gone to sleep?
While thinking, he stood up and ran outside, only to crash into Mouth and Nathan, who were both out of breath. "What happened?" He asked, confused and a little tense.
Mouth looked to him and replied, "We were hoping you could tell us."
Suddenly, Haley stepped out of the bathroom which was a few feet away from all of them. She was pointing towards the inside, and stammered, "Sk-Skills… He, he… he's dead."
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Brooke kept looking behind her back, just to make sure no one was behind her.
I'm a coward. I left Chase. I left him, and I just ran away from it all.
She didn't know whether what she did was the right thing to do or not. She made her way through the trees, her clothes dirty and damp with sweat, her legs scratched and slightly bleeding. She didn't realize that she had been crying for a while, she just kept running away from the carnival.
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"Peyton, you look scared. Did something happen?" Bevin put down the diary and walked to her friend, who was now standing still, paralyzed with fright. Bevin took her hand and whispered, "What's wrong?"
Feeling Bevin's touch, she suddenly snapped back into reality, and muttered, "Bevin, Bevin… I don't want to freak you out okay? But we have to get out of here. Right now. There is something very wrong with this place."
Bevin looked confused and protested, "But we just got here! Shouldn't we stay at least a little longer?"
Peyton suddenly snapped and said, "No! We can't Bevin! We just can't! We have to get out of here, before something happens." Bevin was a little aghast at Peyton's sudden outburst, and just garbled, "Okay, let's go then." As Peyton turned around and walked towards the door, she looked back to Bevin and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to… scream at you like that." Bevin looked indifferent and told her that it was okay.
Peyton stepped down the three steps, and walked onto the firm, but slightly wet earth. She shook her head and thought to herself, What is happening? Is any of this real?
She had started walking when she looked back and saw Bevin still inside the house. She was first a little annoyed, but her emotions suddenly changed to fear as she saw a man walking towards the house, from the other side of the forest. She quickly hid behind a tree, trying to sneak a view. She couldn't leave Bevin. She had to save her. The man was looking towards the ground as he walked, speaking to himself. It was Psycho Derek. Peyton could tell from far away. The straight white blonde hair, the tall build, she knew it was him. And he was walking right towards where Bevin was.
Think Peyton, think.
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Brooke could see through the trees now. She could see the light coming from the windows of the house. She felt she had never been so glad in her life. But she was tired. She couldn't walk anymore, run anymore, cry anymore. The house was a mere two hundred steps away, but it seemed to be miles and miles. Her feet were heavy with each step, like a burden of many stones. She was breathing heavily, loudly, as she pushed through the leaves and branches. She reached just outside the house, looked to the now black sky, and fell to the ground.
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They all stood outside the door of the bathroom. The shower curtain was half drawn, but you could see the motionless body inside. The shower was on, and if anyone walked closer, they could have seen the diluted blood pouring down the sink. Skills was almost stuck to the wall, with a long erect knife through his neck. His face was still and expressionless, and his eyes dazed into nothingness. Haley fell into Nathan's arms, crying. Lucas and Mouth looked crushed, and Rachel stood there still, stunned with dread.
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