Hey, I don't own Shadow Falls. Wish I did, but I don't.
"What?!" Sam said, alarmed.
"It's okay!" Burnett insisted.
"Whoever it was has already jumped back over. They're not here anymore. I'm still having Della and Lucas go and check it out later though."
Samantha instantly knew that what she felt in those woods, was whoever jumped the fence into Shadow Falls.
She heard footfalls beside her. Burnett and Sam looked to the side of the office and saw Kylie, running like a chicken with her head cut off.
"Oh my God, you're okay!" she said in between pants of breath. She took a walkie-talkie from her belt and spoke into it. "Come back to camp, I repeat, come back to camp." She sounded very relieved. Kylie then ran up and gave Sam a hug. "I'm so glad you're okay. I was so worried!"
"I'm sorry." Sam hesitated for a moment. "But did you see how fast I was running?" she said with a smile full of pride.
"Yes I did! You were going full vamp out there sister!"
"I still have to work on my smell though. Chris was so close, and I couldn't even smell him."
"I'll figure something out."
The rest of the day went by pretty normally. Della and Lucas, the two FRU agents stationed at camp, went to investigate where the intruder entered Shadow Falls. Everyone was still on high alert and was advised not to go anywhere without someone with them. Night fell quickly and the campers were required to go to their cabins as quickly as possible. Clara, Isabel, and Sam all stayed up until eleven o'clock and then went to bed. With the excitement of the day and her new found powers, it was easy for Sam to find sleep. She was out like a light right when her head hit the pillow.
Though Sam could easily get to sleep didn't mean she could stay asleep. Just one of her roommates getting up to use the bathroom was like a bulldozer to her sensitive ears. So when she heard the sound of footsteps and twigs breaking, she awoke, startled. Her instincts told her not to move, and just listen. They got closer to Samantha's window. She expected them to pass on by, but they stopped and everything got quiet. She knew they were right outside. She didn't move a muscle. She didn't know who they were but she did know there were two or three of them.
"Is this her cabin?" a masculine voice asked. Sam didn't recognize it. He was obviously not a camper.
Another man spoke up. "Yeah. She's a vampire right?"
"Oh you mean the leaches of the supernatural world? Yes." Sam could tell the third man was a were.
Her face grew hot with anger as she clenched her fists. The window stood about two feet above her bed. If she was very careful, she could sneak out without being detected. She slowly inched closer to the edge of the bed, not making a sound. She put one leg on the hard wooden floor, and then the second. Both arms came down next so she was on all fours. Sam knew she had to be quiet since at least one of the men outside had supernatural hearing. She slowly crawled to the door and opened it inch by inch. When it was cracked just enough for her to slip through, she did.
"Go look in that window and see if she's in there." she heard the first man say. Sam was still on the living room floor when she heard twigs cracking under his weight.
"She's not there." the werewolf stated. "I bet I could sniff the little bitch out." He was angry. Sam bet his eyes were that burnt orange color she hated.
"She probably just went to the bathroom." The second man sounded like he was the leader. His authoritative tone scared Sam shitless. But she knew she didn't have time to be scared. She had to think of something, and fast. The man's bathroom comment gave Sam and idea. She remembered that the window in the restroom was virtually silent. She crawled over and opened the bathroom door silently. When she was inside, she stood slowly and started to open the window. Just like she remembered, it was silent. Before she slid out, she listened to see if the men had moved. They hadn't. She crawled out of the window. Sam had to be in some pretty uncomfortable positions but she made it out, as quietly as a church mouse. She stood on the ground, her legs wobbling from her nervousness. She just prayed that one of the men wasn't a fae and sense her emotions. She peered around the corner slightly and read their patterns. One Wiccan, one shape shifter, and one were. Sam didn't know what to do next. If she ran, they would definitely hear her. She looked around and her eyes came across a stone. Something in her told her to pick it up. After a moment of contemplating the decision, she threw the rock. It landed somewhere behind the three men. They all turned on a dime and rushed into the brush to find whatever made the noise. Sam did the only thing she could think to do; she ran. She pushed her limits as far as they would go. She could only think of one place to go: Burnett and Holiday's cabin. Within a matter of seconds, she was there. She banged on the door loudly and in a second, Burnett was at the door. His eyes glowed orange in the anticipation of a fight, but when he saw Sam standing on his porch, confusion shone in his eyes.
"Three men!" she stated bluntly in panic. More words tried to slip onto her tongue but none came. "Not campers." she finally said.
His eyes glowed an even brighter orange. "Where?" he barked. Sam knew he'd understand so she took off. She ran as fast as she possibly could, with Burnett at her side. They reached her cabin after what felt like an eternity. They stopped and looked around. No one was there. Burnett took in a deep whiff of the air. Sam could tell he knew they were there. "Stay here. Don't move." he ordered. Burnett ran from place to place around the cabin, stopping for a sniff every few seconds. After a good two minutes of this routine, he stood in front of Sam like a statue. She could practically see the anger emanating off of him. "They seem to be gone. But you go inside and I'm going to be close by to stand guard." Sam opened her mouth to protest but something said this was an unarguable issue. So she shut her mouth and quietly stepped inside her cabin. Clara and Isabel were both still asleep. She was grateful that they didn't have to worry about her. When she went into her room and checked her phone, it was 3:37 am. Aka: too early to be up worrying about intruders and potential kidnappers. Sam crawled into bed and tried her hardest to sleep, knowing that she wouldn't be able to.
Hey you guys! Long time, no read... I'm really sorry. I've had so much to do lately. I have two research papers and my ACT is on Thursday. But I've had two days off because of the snow, so I got that going for me, which is good. I'll try to update more often but I'm still stuck on chapter nine so no promises! I hope everyone has a good rest of the week and don't forget to follow, favorite, and review!