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I ran towards her, ignoring the footsteps coming from the tree line. I grabbed her arm and tried to pull her up. "Come on, we gotta go!"

"I am!" She swatted me away and sprang to her feet. "Warren, get the key! Get it open!" I grappled the key and jammed it into the keyhole, turning it and opening the door before slamming it after we both got in. "Oh thank God we made it."

"Nah! Had it under control."

"Bullshit!"

"Nope, nah nah. Hundred percent, hundred and ten."

"I feel like we ran a marathon."

"I think we kind of did." I went to the light switch and flipped it, but the lights didn't come on. "Come on Nathan, pay the fucking power bill once in a while!" Kate sat on the couch in front of the fireplace, which nearby lay a lantern.

"Jesus, it's cold in here."

"I think I can fix that."

"Yeah! Girls need two things at times like this: warmth and mood lighting." I thought I'd handle the mood lighting, and turned on the lantern by the fireplace, which bore a slightly blue light. I looked around and saw a circuit box. I opened it and flipped the switch, which shocked me, literally. "Aahhh!"

"Whoa, whoa, what? Are you okay?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to get the lights worki-" then I remembered what I said a few minutes ago. "Actually, the lights are already broken, so why did I even try?" I kept on exploring the cabin, and saw a hunting rifle mounted on the wall. "Aw, sweet! Check this out!"

"Is it a fire?"

"No, something way cooler!" I picked it up and held it. I made sure the safety was on and made several poses. "Can you imagine me being a soldier?" I remarked while kneeling and aiming the rifle across the room.

"Why do guns make men go insane?"

"Right." I said to myself while putting it back on the wall. "She'll never understand guns and what they could do."

"Wait, where is it?"

"Where's what?"

"My phone! I must've dropped it outside when I tripped!"

"You can get another one."

"That phone is my fourth phone these past few months! My parents will kill me!" She started to look under the couch, forgetting what she said seconds ago.

"Look, it didn't disappear. We'll find it."

I went over to a small table near the door that I completely overlooked. How could I blame myself? I was panicked when I got in here. There was a match box on the table. I picked it up and shakes it to make sure matches were inside. And there were. "Lookie lookie! Who's gonna fire up some nookie?"

"You've been dying to use that line since we've got here, haven't you?" I went over to the fireplace and opened it. Most of the wood was either ash or almost ash. So I put in some fresh logs that were in a basket by the fireplace, as extra firewood. Then I lit a match and stuck it in there and watched the room light up with an orange glow.

"Man one, fire zero." I closed the fireplace and heard Kate clapping on the couch.

"Very nice! Bravo!"

"So," I turned towards her, "what comes next?"

"Well," she looked confused, and her face was full of disappointment, "I wish we had some…"

"Alcohol. Kate, don't you hate alcohol?"

"No, I hate beer. It tastes like literal shit. I mean stronger alcohol, like whiskey, or vodka."

"And I thought you were a Christian." She started to blush.

"Okay, I'm just… not… feeling it."

"What does that mean?"

"I'm just, super insecure."

"Kate, there's no reason why you should be insecure. Two years ago, at Blackwell when your video got posted on the Internet, you were insanely insecure. But that only made you stronger. If you're insecure now, that's what Victoria wants. She wants you to think you're ugly, and you smell bad, or some stupid shit like that. She wants you to think that about yourself. But Kate, you are beautiful, and I'm the luckiest man in the world to be with an angel like you." I saw a tear run down her cheek.

"Warren, I think that has been the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me in two years." She leaned in and we kissed, and we stayed there for the next few minutes. I slowly started to take off my bulky winter clothes until I was only in a white tank top and jeans. I was about to started to take off her clothes before I heard something crash through a window in another room in the cabin. We both yelped in terror. "Warren what was that?" She whispered.

"I don't know!"

"Go check it out, please!" Of course, and leave the white girl by herself with no defense. Wait, the gun is five feet from her. She's fine. I slowly got up and went towards the rooms where the sound came from. It was the bedroom and bathroom. There was a framed picture of Stella playing basketball, when Blackwell won the championship and each players got a trophy.

Snow was flying through the hallway and bedroom, coming from the bathroom window. I heard music coming from the window. As I got closer, the music got louder, and I realized what had been thrown threw the window. It was her phone, playing the music she put on a bit before she did that little prank on me.

"It's your phone!" I yelled at Kate, who was standing in the doorway of the bedroom, bewildered at what I just said. I held her phone, and it was in perfect shape. No cracks, no… anything.

"How is it my phone?"

"It just kinda… came through the window." She took the phone from my hand, and her face went from confused to angry.

"Goddammit!"

"What?"

"Those punks probably followed us here to ruin our time together!" She started fast walking towards the front door, and I tried to stop her, but she went outside and started to yell at the tree line. "Hey! Pricks! Yeah you! I KNOW you're out there! The FUCK are you trying to do?! Well guess what? You can't! You CAN'T ruin our good time! Because Warren and I are gonna FUCK! That's right! We are gonna have SEX! And it's gonna be HOT! So enjoye it, cause I know WE'RE going to!" She came back inside and shut the door behind her in a rage. "Give me a break!"

Then I remembered the two freaky totems I found earlier. One was Kate badly injured but alive. The other was her dead, her jaw ripped off. She was wearing the same clothes she's wearing now. The door had a four by four window. "Kate, get AWAY FROM THE WINDOW!" But it was too late.

I hand broke through the glass and grabbed her by the scalp. It started to pull her throug the tiny window, and she screamed in terror that made my heart drop. Then, with one swift pull, she was gone. Her scream faded into the distance.

I grabbed the gun…

Sorry I left you guys on a cliffhanger, but it's up to you guys to make sure Kate's gonna be okay. Will she live? Will she die? Find out later. Besides, this is my favorite part of a story: when it escalates and gets interesting. Thank you all for your continued support so far, and I will see you on Saturday. (^_^)