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As the storm continued to develop, Craig Voss looked from the hill going down to the cliffside towards the place where the explosion had happened. 15 minutes earlier he had saw the explosion itself from the side of the island further away, and he wanted to investigate. Now he saw the burnt out, half-exploded chassis of the boat.
"Someone got hold of a boat?" Craig muttered to himself. "Wow. Too bad it failed." He shook his head. He'd been looking around for someone to kill to no avail. It seemed everyone was hidden away. More specifically he was looking for Candice Laboy. The bitch took his shotgun and knocked him out. If anyone deserved death, it was her. Definitely her mistake for not finishing him off.
He shrugged and turned, jogging further across the side of cliff, before something caught his foot and he tripped head over heels, crashing down onto the floor. Craig groaned slightly before turning on the floor, staring straight into the moving eyes of one Sue Fann. Craig gave a slight yelp, scrambling to his feet, expecting Sue to attack.
But the girl from District 12 couldn't attack. Her neck was broken, yet she was still alive. Barely. She couldn't feel anything under her neck, and her head was filled with pain. Sue couldn't even make a sound, her mouth hanging open involuntarily.
Craig prodded her with his foot, garnering no reaction apart from Sue's eyes fearfully flicking up towards him, causing him to look at her face again.
"What happened to you?" Craig asked, cocking his head at Sue. There was no answer. "This a trick? You gonna jump at me?" Still no answer. "Or is something really wrong?"
Finally Craig's eyes strayed over to her neck, realising it was at a very wrong angle. "Ah... that'd be the problem." Craig sighed, closing his eyes. "I have to kill everyone, but you will die eventually. I won't resort to kicking a man when he's down." Craig straightened up and stepped over the frightened Sue's body,
He took a few steps forward, before he noticed a shadow slumped at one of the tree's bases. Craig went to investigate, and his eyes widened when he saw the body of Cindy Curule. Her eyes were wide open, staring at Craig as if into his soul. Craig shivered, glancing at her pulverised chest area. He looked back up to her face, feeling disturbed by the ever-staring eyes. Craig seemed captivated by the dead eyes, but at the same time scared. For a good few minutes he was attached to those eyes before he managed to drag himself away from her gaze, quickly running back into the forest.
'Just death Craig, just death. You're going to see much more of it on your way.'
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The thin figure jumped from roof to roof, ignoring the rain which stuck his hair to his face. Jeremy Magruder replayed the moment Sharon's collar exploded again and again, relishing the blood drenched excitement. Jeremy was now hunting. Hunting for the next pet, the next pet to play with.
Only thing was, they all seemed to be hiding away.
Then Jeremy spotted the tower of the church.
"Perfect..." Jeremy said, before he suddenly clutched his head, a red haze covering his vision. He let out a pained gasp, falling to his knees. Damian started beating his head on the roof of the house again and again until his forehead was smeared with his own blood as well as Sharon's. Finally Damian stopped, breathing hard, the colours back to normal. He stood up, ignoring the wound on his head and looked back up at the tower. Perfect place to hide. Perfect for the prey to be. Damian spotted a sudden movement at top, until it disappeared.
"Seen me..." Damian said, licking his lips. "Seen me you have... you'll be waiting at the entrance to the tower... mmm..." Damian leaped on the next building, landing on all fours. "You'd be expecting that... yes you would; you'd be expecting that..." Damian cocked his head sideways, looking up through the rain. "Yes you would... perhaps I'll give you a chance... yes, add a bit of fun , a bit of... ahh... intrigue..." Damian stood back up and threw his head up to the sky. "I'm coming for you!" He yelled as loud as he could, before he sprinted across the roof, cackling madly.
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"I'm coming for you!"
The shout sent shivers down the spine of Brittany Hartman as she heard the voice and the accompanying laugh. She had the wire in her hands, hiding back at the ladder where he would definitely come up. 'It's fine... just like last time... get his neck and tug on it. It's not like he can fly is it...?' Brittany let out a nervous laugh, gulping and waiting for the person.
"Found you!"
Brittany swung around in surprise to see a figure crouched on the railings of the tower, shrouded in darkness. Lightning suddenly flashed, lighting up the blood-drenched figure of Damian. Brittany backed back to the fall, frightened and horrified. Who was this person? Surely not human.
"Got you! Got you!" Damian hopped down and stood up straight, grinning widely. "Who are you, hmm?" Damian flicked his tongue outwards, giving him almost a lizard like appearance. "Ah... Brittany Hartman I believe. Girl #5 yes... Let's hear you squeal!"
Damian stepped forward in a flash, grabbing a hold of Brittany's arm and pulling her backwards as thunder rumbled.
"Let's dance!" Damian cackled again, spinning a very frightened and confused Brittany around his body, before he bent her backwards and leaning over her, so his nose was touching hers. "Don't want to play? Mmm... how sad... how sad indeed..."
"Get away from me!" Brittany pushed Damian back with all her strength, turning around and quickly sliding down the ladder hole. Damian stared down.
"A fighter! I love fighters!" Damian cackled as he slipped down the hole, following his prey.
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Brittany landed on the ground after sliding down the ladder and took off, running in between the pew of the church. She elbowed the wooden doors open out into the stormy weather. Despite being unable to see, Brittany knew that Damian was behind her, following her. Brittany turned around the corner and started going down the street.
She risked a glance behind her and saw Damian only a few metres away, leg's pounding. 'How did he get that close?' Brittany thought, before she took a right down the side of a house. Her feet hit a muddy back garden before she grabbed the top of the fence and pulled herself over, landing on her feet in a back alley. She continued forward into another garden, kicking open the back door and heading through the hallway out front.
Behind her Damian leaped nimbly over the fence, rolling and taking off even faster through the opposite garden, going through the open back door. He was about to go through the front when it slammed shut, crashing hard into his face with enough force to make him crash backwards into a wooden cabinet.
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Brittany started running again about ten seconds after slamming the door again; taking off down the street in a rush, hoping that she would lose Damian.
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Damian had picked himself up, rubbing his nose. "Heh..." he opened the front door and ran forward, only to trip and roll against the floor. He glared at the bottom of the door to see wire which was wrapped around two posts outside the door, creating a trip wire. Damian got up again, looking around for Brittany, but she was nowhere to be seen.
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Breathing hard, Brittany had her back against the exterior wall of the town. As it was, the town was one of these old military towns, built specifically to house the families of the soldiers. The concrete wall rose up to Brittany's waist, with a metal chain link fence going up for another 6 foot. Brittany was hunched down behind the concrete wall, out of sight, wet, miserable and completely afraid.
She hoped that he was gone. Hoped that the monster was gone. Then a voice struck her out of her reverie.
"I'm singing in the rain!"
Brittany stifled a gasp, hunching down even more as the tone-deaf voice of Damian was heard.
"I'm singing in the rain! What a glorious feeling," Damian's voice paused. "To keep on killing again!"
Footsteps were heard behind Brittany just opposite the wall. She gulped, gritting her teeth and keeping quiet. She ventured a look upwards, hoping against hope that she wouldn't see him.
She saw him.
"Peek-A-Boo... I... see..." Damian cocked his head sideways, his grin widening. "You!" Damian hopped over the fence and landed on all fours again. "Pretty aren't you. Like the last one." Damian grabbed Brittany's cheek and forced her to look at him. She was crying now, the exterior she held on for the majority of the games washed away. "Do you want to know what I did to her? Well? Do you!"
"N-N-No! Go away!" Brittany managed to say, tears mixing with rain.
"I beat her! I scratched her!" Damian pulled the trident from his back, which he was wearing on a make-shift sling. "I poked her and watched her squeal! More importantly..." Damian pressed the trident lightly against Brittany's side, just enough to draw blood. "I loved it! Loved it!" Damian let go of Brittany's face, stroking his own, putting blood onto his finger. "This is her blood, you know. Her lovely... tasty blood..." Damian licked his finger, before his head suddenly jolted forward and he collapsed to the ground. Even someone as mad as him couldn't take a shotgun butt to the head and remain conscious.
Candice Laboy offered a hand to Brittany. "You have no reason to trust me, and I appreciate that. I'm a stranger. As things go though, let's form an alliance, hmm? I don't trust the boys, and certainly not that Lena. I figure you're the only one I can trust."
Brittany was shocked to see tears running down Candice's face. "I-I..."
"Silly me..." Candice sniffed. "Crying for the whole nation to see. It's just been hard as hell... Will you accept the alliance? At least for now?"
Brittany stared at Damian's motionless body apart from faint breathing, and that made her decision. "S-Sure... I'll come with you for now..." The encounter with Damian had shook her completely, making her realise that alliances would actually be a very good thing. Brittany grabbed Candice's hand, lifting herself up. The two new partners started jogging away from Damian.