AN: And then I didn't update for almost 2 weeks. Woops? :U
*Anyway, this one's really short! BUUUUT, this is a SPECIAL CHAPTER! 8D
**This chapter ties in with a project I'm working for "Welcome to Camp Magikarp!"! It's a special little opener to it!
***This project that I'm working on is already 20,000 words long, AND COUNTING! It's getting SO LONG and character-central that I have to add extra chapters to it than I originally planned!
****Also, all chapters in this project, except for the prologue, are turning out to be at least 2,000 words or longer!
So, please, kick back, enjoy, and get excited because of this semi-vague chapter! owo
P.S: No extra information shall be released to anyone. I've already let slip to imabeemee of a tiny inkling of the real start of the project, and even that's a very small fraction of the beginning of it all! So, I shall not answer any questions or let information slip to those who review, unless I deem it the answer safe and not a spoiler. :V
P.S.S: This may take a while to publish and think through. Please try to be patient!
- -Chapter 10 Special!- -
Letti Renn- PRECOGNITIVE
Lettie was nervous as FUCK. She had NO idea what Jason would come up with next as a camp challenge. All she knew was that there was going to be chaos, probably a lot of running, and that it would be large and complicated and maybe even extravagant.
She had a dream the night before. It was very disorienting. There were screams, and LOTS of it. There was lots of blood, too, and yelling.
Running. That was the thing she did most in the dream. Running and being terrified.
The thing that topped it all was fear. Raw fear. The kind that you have when you're being chased down by something utterly terrifying in a dream. The type that only seems to happen in movies or shows.
All the sounds that occurred where etched into her mind, as clear as her own name. Screams of pain, of mind shattering terror, howls of sorrow, uncontrollable sobbing, and the most spine-chilling sound of all, which was something that she couldn't even explain with words.
When she woke up, real tears stained her face. She'd remembered crying in the dream, and feeling hopeless; like someone died and she couldn't stop it from happening.
Like she was weak.
It was horrible. It was just a nightmare, but everything that transpired in it seemed so real, as if it actually happened.
But, she couldn't tell anyone. They'd laugh at her, or just tell her that it was simply a nightmare and nothing more.
But, no, she KNEW that it wasn't just a simple nightmare. It was more than that.
And now, she's jumpy and jittery and just plain PARANOID. She keeps on looking over her shoulder, and doesn't feel safe unless she has some type of item in her hand or she's around a small group of people.
She flinches when people start eating crunchy food; the sound sickeningly reverberating in her mind tenfold.
She just has a BAD feeling about what was to come.