George it is. So here we go!
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Courtney stands alone in the middle of the cabin's quiet living room. The silence is so loud it's deafening. Her legs and and arms feel shaky and the skin around her wounds feels numb and drained.
Though Courtney tries to keep her mind christal clear and focused memories slip from under the cracks of her safe doors. This time, her mind travels back to that awful moment in the bathroom and then fast forwards to right this moment.
Pictures flash in front of her eyes with painful memories of how everything went downhill from that moment on. Images of Jimmy crying, Jimmy dying, morning gaggings, Zed's angry face, Jimmy's yellow jar shattered by a tree…
The images enrage Courtney and she feels a fresh blast of energy and hate rush from her heart and spread to her whole body. That man out there broke her already fragile life, now she is going to make him pay for it.
A breaking twig announces the killer's arrival. Courtney's grip around the hammer tightens. Her hand tickles excited to shatter the killer's skull just like he shattered Jimmy's jar.
The sounds comes from the front door telling Courtney where to expect him. She steps toward the stairs ready to run up. He knocks on the door.
Why do you knock idiot? Courtney asks in her mind wondering why he didn't just break throught the door like he'd done before.
He knocks again.
Just come in damn it!
He pushes the door probably slamming his body against it. The door doesn't open.
He pushes again, and again and again and again.
It's just a door, how hard can it be? Courtney wonders in her mind. Did Adrian's stab weaken him that much?
The door finally breaks open and Courtney prepares.
"Hello," A confused voice calls out.
Courtney looks at the person who just came in. It's Tom.
She puts the hammer down. "Tom? What are you doing here?"
Tom looks dirty and his face and arms are scratched and bloody. "I was out with the guys looking for you. And I - I got lost. Where's everybody?"
A loud breaking noise blasts from the back door. Now, that's the killer.
"Quick! Hide!" Courtney pushes Tom under the stairs and positions herself in front of them.
"You!" The killer screams. One of his eyes blackened by the rock Courtney threw in his face. She studies him under the flourescent light and for the first time really sees him.
He's a scary man to say the least. His eyes bulge out; his whole face is overfilled with thick, about-to-burst veins; his arms are huge and muscular-looking and his whole body (in the possible parts that is) looks black with thick carpets of curly hair matted with mud and blood.
This man truly is a monster.
"Come and get me." Courtney defies. She runs up the stairs hoping to be quicker than him.
The heavy killer stumbles to the stairs breaking one of them with his heavy foot. He stumbles up and jumps. His full height enables his hand to catch up with Courtney though she is already in the middle of the stairs.
He grabs her ankle hard and yanks her down.
Courtney falls elbows first and cries out. The killer pulls her down, Courtney holds on to the rail. She kicks his face with the other foot and screams.
"Lemme go!"
He grabs her other foot with his free hand and pulls hard.
Courtney feels like her legs are going to be ripped off her body. She hangs to the rail determinedly.
The killer takes out his sharp, blood-stained knife and stabs Courtney's legs.
She screams. Tom comes out from under the stairs getting ready to run away. Courtney begs him for help, but he tells her to go to hell.
"I'm calling the cops!" Tom screams.
The killer sees him getting away, grabs him by the back and throws him to the floor with incredible strength.
Tom falls head-first on a table. His head cracks open and he lays motionless on the floor.
Courtney kicks the killer hard and runs up the rest of the stairs. She runs to her room and trips on the carpet. Scrambling to her feet, she drags her body the last couple of inches to Brooke's bed.
The killer's right behind her waving his knife in the air. Hungry for blood.
Courtney sits between the two beds dizzy by the loss of blood. The killer sees her and smiles.
"I got ya now bitch!" He screams raising his knife high above his head with a wicked grin cutting across his devilish face.
Chris comes out from behind the door and slams his frying pan in the back of the killer's head.
Adrian comes with the knife and shoves it into the killer's stomach. He pulls it out immediately making a sickening sucking sound and blood splats out.
The killer kicks both Adrian and Chris. He slams his huge feet into their chests and screams. "You rats!"
He scrambles to his feet enraged, picks up one of the bedside tables and heaves it violently on the floor missing Chris by an inch.
Desperate, Chris throws the frying pan to the killer. He waves his muscular arms, the frying pan collides with the wall and falls to the floor.
He runs to Chris, his hands out to choke him and ready to break his neck. The killer's eyes shiny red and crimson drops ooze down his forehead.
Chris's frozen by fear, he doesn't move, he doesn't scream, he doesn't even blink.
Adrian sees Chris's predicament and puts his leg out. The killer stumbles on it and falls to the floor in front of Chris.
"Run! Let's get out of here!" He says to Courtney and Chris.
Courtney feels disconnected with her body as her mind slowly drifts away. She forces her aching legs to move and gets up with the help of the wall and holding on to the window's rim.
Chris runs to Courtney and drags her out. She follows weakly.The killer gets up screaming.
"Let's go out the window." Courtney says.
Adrian slips out the door, slams it loudly and barricades it on the other side with a doorstop, bedside tables and a broomstick.
Courtney pulls up the window and slides out swiftly. Chris follows her, but the killer catches up to him, grabs his ankle and pulls at it.
Chris screams scared. Courtney, hanging on to the ceiling, takes his arms and pulls hard.
"Ah! Come on let go!" She begs the killer.
The killer smiles knowing what will happen if he does let go. "Okay," He says and laughs loudly.
Neither Chris nor Courtney were expecting him to let go so easily. The force with which Courtney and Chris were fighting him blew up on them and sent Chris flying to the edge of the roof. Courtney falls with her legs extended and tries to pull Chris back up, but they are both soaked with rain.
The water makes their hands slick, Chris's hands slip out of Courtney's and he falls from the two story cabin.
His back hits the ground with a thump and he feels a sharp pain in the back of his head. He hears Courtney screaming and a distant siren. Chris tries with all the will left in his body to stay conscious. That's the last awake thought in his head and then everything blacks out.
SUNDAY 11:16 -ON THE WAY TO THE CABIN
"Do you hear that?" Carlos asks noticing the blasting sirens.
Mr. Whitaker frowns. "That means they haven't found Adrian yet. They called the police already."
The rain begins to fade away slowly. "We needed the help anyways. I hope they brought umbrellas and flashlights." Lennox says.
Mr. Whitaker picks up the pace. "Hurry up kids," He says starting to trot.
The boys start off running too and they all end up running to the cabin splashing through puddles of muddy water.
"That's a lot of cops." Carlos says wondering where Adrian went and how he got so lost.
One of the cops sees them approaching and walks to them pointing a flashlight to their faces. "You're the search party I pressume."
Mr. Whitaker sighs. "Yes, I suppose we are. One of our kids got lost. Oh, I guess my wife told you all about it."
The officer smiles sadly. "I haven't spoken to your wife yet. Courtney Wright went to get her and a small group of students in the forest."
"Excuse me? What are you talking about?"
"Mr. Whitaker, I'm afraid that more than a dissapearance happened here."
Carlos's eyebrows draw close together. "What are you saying?"
"Oh honey, there you are!" Mrs. Whitaker screams and comes running to Mr. Whitaker's arms. He hugs her kissing her head and asking. "What happened here Laura?"
She looks up to his eyes, "Oh Brandon, there was a murderer out there. He tried to kill us." She hugs him tighly. "Courtey, Chris, and Adrian saved us."
"Adrian? he came back?" Carlos asks.
Mrs. Whitaker nods wiping tears with her hands. "I suppose he did, I wasn't here when it all happened."
Adrian is talking to a young cop who takes notes on a pad. Courtney sits on the back of an ambulance, a paramedic checks over her leg, Chris lays on a gurney weakly talking to one of the paramedics, a plastic mask covering his nose and mouth.
Carlos, Lennox, James and the Whitakers run to them. The rain has stopped now.
"We're waiting for the helicopters to airlift them to the hospital." A cop explains.
Sebastian breathes from a strange tube and Brooke pats his back with her hand. Joseph sees them and smiles, "Some search party you are, you missed out on everything." He says.
"What happened?" Lennox asks.
"Oh man I don't even know. I think there was a murderer trying to kill us all." He shakes his head. "That Courtney girl right there is one insane chick. She, Chris and Adrian trapped the monster in a room and then jumped out the window."
"A murderer?"
"Yeah man, a real life one. The cops shot him with tranquilizers and brought him out in a gurney. Man! He was huge."
Carlos walks over to Courtney, the paremedic is bandaging her leg and her jeans are ripped out and bloody as is the rest of her.
"So you're a hero." He says unbelievingly and expecting a rude comment or even a punch in the mouth.
"Yeah, I guess I am." Courtney says weakly. Her eyes seem to be closing down.
"You're not gonna insult me?" Carlos asks wondering how badly hurt she really is.
She closes her eyes and shakes her head slightly. "Idiot," she mumbles softly then her whole body goes limp and she falls back.
The paramedic catches her before she hits her head on the gurney.
"I need help here!" He screams. His paramedic partner, a big sloppy man, comes running and pulls the gurney out.
Once his partner's done that, the paramedic picks Courtney up and places her on the gurney.
A cop comes and pulls Carlos out. "Come on, give them some space."
"The helicopters are coming. Only one can land at a time so you're going to have to prioritize who goes first." A tall cop named officer Gonzales announces waving a walkie-talkie.
The cop holding Carlos's arm lets go and asks the paramedics. "Who needs to go first?"
"The boy!" One of the paramedics screams referring to Chris who by now danced between the line of consciousness and unconsciousness.
"Very well, move it then." He says motioning for the paramedics to follow him to the helicopter that is already landing on the back side of the cabin.
"Bring the girl too," Officer Gonzales says still waving his walkie-talkie. "the next one will land right after the first leaves."
Two sets of paramedics run with the gurneys to the helicopter landing site. Carlos moves to Adrian asking if he's okay. Adrian nods and Carlos pats his friend's back secretly glad that he is not one of the badly hurt ones.
Mr. Whitaker hugs Mrs. Whitaker tightly as she cries. Brooke hugs Sebastian and he kisses her. Surprised but pleased, Brooke kisses him back.
Sebastian pulls away and whispers in her ear. "I love you Brooke Davis."
She smiles, "I love you too."
MONDAY 12:05AM -HELICOPTER PATH
Chris's whole body aches, his mind is barely a whiff of abscent thoughts. His eyelids feel heavy, but he pushes them open and rolls his head to one side.
Air is whipping strongly and a paramedic stands holding each side of the gurney where he lays. He rolls his head to the other side and sees Courtney.
Her skin is pale and bruised. Her dark hair is laid out on the gurney's white sheet and hangs delicately down. A plastic mask has been placed over her mouth and nose. One of her paramedics pumps air into the mask by squeezing a plastic bag.
The other paramedic rips her clothes and urgently sticks papery squares on her chest.
"Off!" He screams. Courtney's body jumps up with the electric shock and then falls back down limply. Her arms hanging on the sides lifelessly.
Chris's mind begins to slip away again. I guess magic would have come in handy this time...Maybe if...But I hurt dad...Daddy...
His eyelids feel lead heavy, they close and everything blacks out again.