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63. Summer
1994
As Lindsay woke up, she could tell that her pillow was soaking wet. It took her a moment to realize why and that's when she realized that it was wet from tears. The flood of memories from the night before came back to her as she remembered that the death of her friends was not a dream but real. The nightmare was not over, but only beginning. This is not how summer is supposed to start, she thought to herself. She slowly began to walk down the stairs, not sure of what she would walk into, not sure that she wanted to know. As she reached the bottom step, she heard her mother speak.
"Jack, turn that off. Lindsay's up." Lindsay slowly walked into the living room where she was instantly embraced by her mother, which made Lindsay to start crying all over again, not wanting her to let go.
"Let's go get something to eat honey," she said as she led her daughter into the kitchen.
The summer months slowly went by, Lindsay only leaving the house when her family forced her to. She was terrified to leave the house, and even more terrified to leave their property, always afraid of the man who killed her friends. Terrified that he would find out who she was and where she lived, and that one day, he would come back for her. It pained her that they could not find him, even with everything that she could remember about him.
Her brother being the most persistent of all of them, forcing her to do what she normally did for the few weeks she was usually home. Lindsay had always loved summer camps ever since she was old enough to begin attending them, and had always attend as many as she possibly could every summer, which meant that she was barely ever home during those few months of summer.
Hunter began his plan slowly, figuring that his sister needed time to grieve, but after a month and a half of barely leaving the house, he decided that enough was enough. He began to force he out of the house every day, doing things that she normally loved, but mainly just riding her horse, Butterscotch, around the property. He figured that that would be enough, at least for now.
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