Disclaimer: Glee is something I do not own

After a somewhat long hiatus, I am back.

I was going to write...

I had to move

I was going to write..

and I had finals

I was going to write..

and I had a standardized test..

I was going to write...

And I got the flu.

Yeah..


The group sat in the parking lot quietly. They were huddled together, and every noise moved them closer to the edge. Kurt and Blaine were cuddled together, and Quinn had her arms wrapped around her knees. Puck, unlike the rest, stood up and looked around warily. Finn and Rachel stared at him, and pulled each other closer.

"Why don't you sit down, Puck?" Quinn whispered, as she tugged on Puck's pant leg "You're kind of making me nervous."

Puck looked down at Quinn. His face was hard, and void of any emotion; when he looked down at Quinn his face went from hard and rough to soft and understanding. He shook his head and took a seat next to Quinn.

"Sorry." He mumbled into his crossed arms.

"It's fine." Quinn replied. She shivered slightly when a cool breeze came over the area. She pulled her arms closer and shook her head; the environment was even against them.

She looked up when she felt something warm go over her shoulders. She saw that Puck had placed his jacket over her bare shoulders. Quinn rubbed the fabric between her fingers and shook her head.

"Puck, you didn't have to.." She trailed off.

Quinn went to pull the jacket off of her shoulders, but Puck stopped her before she could successfully retrieve the jacket. "No, it's fine. It's the least I can do, you've been pretty put together in this situation." He explained.

Quinn gaped at him, but nodded. She had been pretty put together. But she felt like at any moment she would burst, and she had to bite her tongue to keep from spilling that information.

"I love the stars." They heard Kurt mumble.

They all turned around to face the blue-eyed boy. He was lying on the gravel, and he didn't seem to care that his outfit was getting dirty. The comment was so incredibly out of place, and he was so unlike himself; the new Kurt scared everyone more than the impending doom.

"Before my mom died.." Kurt paused. He smiled up at the sky, and they could see tears clouding up his eyes. "Sometimes she would take me outside when I had bad days. She would take me outside, and we would lay down and just stare at the stars for hours."

Everyone stayed quiet, so he continued on.

"But you see, she had cancer and it was un-treatable and soon-" He sniffed, "she couldn't even find the energy to go outside. Her immune system was weak, and every time she went to get up, she fell down."

He chuckled slightly and shook his head.

"She used to tell me that, the- uh- stars would help anytime I needed help. I could just look up and- I would know what to do." He blinked back his tears and shook his head slightly. "So cheesy."

"Kurt don't do this-" Rachel whispered.

"I'm still trying to find the answer to this.." He whispered. "I just- I really want to wake up, y'know? This can't be real. It can't be. No one is this evil- no one does these things. I just don't know what we did to deserve this."

"I just really want my mom."


"When we get back to Lima. I really just want to lie in bed all day, can we do that Tana'?" Brittany whispered as she pulled Santana along.

The tan female become accustomed to looking behind her every time she heard a noise. Brittany wasn't really sure where she was leading Santana, but she knew that they were walking along the woods, and not that far was the road; maybe if they could walk far enough, they could run into the road. They could get some help. They could save their friends.

"I would like that Brit." Santana mumbled.

She could have sworn she heard something behind them. She continued to shiver, even though it was summer. She could hear her heart beating in her ears, and her mouth was so dry she couldn't spit to save her ass.

Santana Lopez had never been so scared.

She was aware that Brittany was scared as well, but she wasn't like Brittany. The blonde girl handled her fear with child-like innocence. She was blind to the misery of the world, and Santana wished she could be like that.

She learned a long time ago that the world isn't fairy tales and gumdrops; it was one of the perks of being raised in Lima Heights.

"Hey Tana'?" Brittany whispered. She turned around and looked at Santana quickly. "I have a quick question..."

"Yes." Santana said quickly, and quietly.

"When we first got here.. you told me that people weren't this evil." Brittany whispered. She shot another glance at Santana, and she had tears welling up in her blue eyes. "Why did you say that?"

"I thought that it didn't exist." Santana replied. "I thought that-"

Crunch.

Both girls turned around quickly. Santana grabbed a hold of Brittany's hand and pulled her close. Santana could feel her chest rise a bit faster. She felt Brittany make a move to run, but she quickly reacted by pulling the blonde girl in.

"No. Don't move Brittany, he's close, and- that means he has something planned. Stay by me." She whispered into her girlfriend's ear.

Brittany whined and shut her eyes tight. She turned her head away from Santana and tightened her grip on Santana's hand, if that was even possible. Her lips started quivering and she silently prayed she could just disappear.

Both girls stayed quiet, and the only sound that was heard was the sound of the nearby locus. Santana was about ready to turn around, when they heard another crunch of leaves. This sound was significantly closer, but they couldn't see much in the dark.

But the sound was enough to set Brittany off.

"Brittany!" Santana screeched.

The rest seemed to move in slow motion. Brittany took off, and she didn't see the very thin piece of wire that was tied to the two trees in front of them. It was very thin, and it was so thin it seemed to be razor sharp.

Santana realized then, that he had given them a chance to get away from his trap. Had he purposely made that noise to keep them away? Was he going to let them go free if Brittany hadn't reacted so quickly?

Brittany fell with another scream, and the wire tore through her leg like a razor. Santana hastily jumped over the wire, and grabbed a hold of her girlfriend before she could hit the ground.

She silently thanked anyone who would listen that Brittany was tall. If that would have been her, or Rachel, or anyone other than Brittany.. it would have cut through their waist.

"Mmm." Brittany whined. She bit her lip, and held onto her leg. Santana looked down and she felt her stomach lurch. Blood was seeping between Brittany's fingers, and Santana was afraid to see past Brittany's clenched fingers.

Gently, Santana moved Brittany's fingers, and her heart raced more. She didn't like the sight. Her girlfriend's leg was bleeding profusely and the cut was long, and deep. It looked like her leg was barely attached.

"Oh God." Santana whispered. She covered her mouth with her clean hand and turned her head away. She hated the feeling of vertigo that was overcoming her. The old feeling she used to get when she saw blood during cheerio practice, or anywhere else.

Her fear of blood was back with a vengeance.

"I feel weak." Brittany whined.

Santana turned around and looked into her girlfriend's frantic eyes. Her face was very pale, and she looked at Santana with her blue eyes full of concern. Santana couldn't move, for fear of throwing up.

"Santana?" Brittany whispered.

Santana couldn't help it. Her eyes rolled back and she fell to the ground in a heap. The fear of the red matter overcame her, and she could no longer stand the sight of it.

Brittany felt helpless when her girlfriend fell, and she knew she couldn't do anything. She looked forward and her heart stopped. She could now see the ominous black figure lurking forward.

He didn't move to kill them, instead he stopped in front of Brittany and Santana.

He didn't kill them.

He didn't do anything.

He stopped.

His head cocked to the side a bit, and he watched the way Brittany's hand continued to stroke Santana's back. Brittany looked up at him warily, and she noticed the very large wheel barrel like object that was behind him.

It was for Brittany and Santana.

Brittany felt her eyes get tired, and she knew her time of consciousness was running out. But she couldn't keep her eyes off of this man; the man who was reeking havoc on her friends and loved one... and Brittany herself.

He wasn't a monster; a big, hideous, being. He was slight, and his hands were worn.

He was human.

"Who are you?" Brittany whispered before her world went black.


"We shouldn't be doing this, Puckerman, you just thought you heard something." Rachel grumbled. She could still see the streetlights, and the parked vehicles, but she hated the feeling of being in the woods.

"It could have been Brittany and Santana." He shot back. "Probably gone by now, it took me a bit to talk you guys into walking out here."

He went to walk further, but Quinn grabbed a hold of his arm. "Noah, you can't, come back. We have to get out of here so we can see Beth.. we have to get out of here, Noah."

Noah rolled his eyes and turned to look at them. "You guys are being over dramatic. I'm just going up a bit, nothing bad is going to happen."

"I don't have a very good feeling." Blaine told the others as they walked through the woods again.

Puck had heard a distant noise, and he automatically wanted to investigate the source of the noise; the others settled with following, because the thought of being alone was a death sentence. He walked forward and stopped. The others stopped behind him, and Rachel once again looked back. The lights were farther away now. She could barely see them.

"What if Marley and Jake come back?" Rachel whispered.

"They're probably not even there, the gas station is quite far." Kurt reminded the short female.

"I could have sworn that the noise came from up here." Puck mumbled. He looked around, and viewed the small clearing. It wasn't really a clearing but the trees were more spread out now, and you could actually see the stars a bit.

The light from the moon was a welcome surprise, and they could actually see one another now.

"I guess you were right. It was my imagination.. hmm." Puck concluded.

"Yeah, man, so lets turn around now." Finn sighed.

"I really am going to hate the woods if we get out of this alive." Quinn whispered more to herself. She folded her hands in front of her abdomen, and took a step backward.

The others turned to look at her when she spoke. When she stepped back, she unknowingly stepped on a trigger. It was another string, but not thin enough to cut through her skin.

She stood shocked, and the sound of something being released was heard. It was like a knife being pulled out of the it's sling. The other's didn't react, and neither did Quinn.

But then Puck took action.

"Quinn watch out!" He yelled as he charged forward.

The other's could just watch as Puck pushed Quinn down, and took her place as a large blade seemed to swing out of the many tree branches. It caught Puck in the neck and his head left his body, and landed on the other side of Quinn.

His headless body landed on the blonde female, and blood was now covering her chest, arms, and drops landed on her face. She was lying still, and her eyes were staring straight ahead. She didn't make any sound but the sound of her deep, delayed, breaths.

That's when chaos broke out.

It seemed like the relationships between the five teens dispersed. Rachel let out a heart wrenching scream, and Finn pulled her forward. Blaine fell to his butt but quickly recovered, and followed Finn and Rachel to the left; Blaine wholeheartedly believed that Kurt was following behind.

Kurt moved forward, and moved Puck's body off of Quinn. He grabbed a hold of the blonde's arms and pulled her up. She stared ahead, and her face fell in anguish and she looked down at her bloody arms.

"Oh no.. oh no, no, no." She whispered.

"Quinn we have to go, okay? We have to go." He urged. He shook her body gently, and he looked around for any sign that he was coming.

He heard the dreaded sound of a slow, mechanical, chuckle. Kurt grabbed a hold of Quinn's arm and pulled her away from the mess. He ran and made sure that she followed behind. She looked behind her, and felt tears streaming down her face.

Puck had died for her.

The father of her child had just died for her.

But they had bigger problems..

The two were unknowingly running towards the house of the maniac.


Okay, finally. Thank the lord. Just make sure you read here. The time interval between Puck's looking for Santana and Brittany, and Santana and Brittany conking out is about 15 minutes. He (the maniac) had time to hide the two females.

Also, Brittany and Santana are not dead.

Puck is definitely dead.

Marley and Jake.. also not dead.

I feel as if I should create a map of this awkwardly large camping area. It's big, and there's a really long trail, and on both sides of the unwooded trail is woods.. the right side leads you away from the maniac's cabin and the cabin the gleeks were staying at, and it also leads you to another trail. The right side leads you to crazy's cabin.. and also, if you go further leads you to the O.C's house in the beginning.. and a road.. and some other things the gleeks really need to invest on looking for.

Sorry for the wait! Please review, promise, I will not to that to you.