Content Warning:
Mild Violence
Minor Sexual Content

The next day, everyone was gathered at the bonfire. They were stuck on the island with a homicidal maniac.

"Oh my gosh guys! I got a totally awesome idea, we should have a bonfire party!" Izzy suggested.

"I don't think that's such a great idea, considering what's going on." Geoff said.

"Exactly! It will get our minds off what's happening! Me and Noah can get everything!" Izzy cheered as she wrapped her arm around Noah.

"Yay, I'm so lucky." Noah commented sarcastically.

"I know! We can get graham crackers, chocolate and marshmallows! Chocolate marshmallows! Marshmallows dipped in caramel! Caramel dipped in marshmallow sauce!" Izzy said laughing.

"Can we just get the stuff and go?" Noah asked.

"Yay! Let's go No-wow! No-wee!" Izzy laughed as she hopped on Noah's shoulders. "Onward!" Izzy pointed forward. Noah grunted as he carried Izzy over to the mess hall.

"I guess we're having a party! Whoo!" Geoff cheered. Bridgette shoved Geoff away and drawled attention to herself.

"Ok guys, just because we're having a party doesn't mean we should lose our sense of security! We still have to be very cautious." Bridgette explained. Everyone was going to be cautious that night, but not that cautious. It would soon be a fateful night for five unlucky ex-contestants.

The rest of the day, up until the party, was spent with everyone in their cabins. As usual it wasn't quiet. Especially in cabin one. Heather in LeShawna were in one serious fight.

"No! You keep your formerly bald head over there!" LeShawna yelled.

"Oh shut up, or I'll call the killer of here myself!" Heather retorted.

"Sure, that's a great alibi!" LeShawna said.

"What do you mean? Who cares, just step off." Heather hollered.

"You better step off or I'll shave your head in the middle of the night!" LeShawna said as she held up a razor. Heather gasped and covered her head.

In cabin two, things were heating up.

"Could you…keep it down?" Courtney asked. Suddenly there was a long moan followed by a bed rocking violently. Bridgette and Courtney looked at each other with wide eyes. Just then, Tyler fell off a top bunk.

"Geeze Alejandro, could you be a little gentler next time?" Tyler complained. He turned to Bridgette and Courtney and smiled goofily.

"Couldn't that do that outside or something?" Courtney asked.

"I don't know, they are pretty into it." Bridgette replied. In cabin three, literally nothing much was happening. All the guys were talking and stuff. Katie was painting her toenails and Blainley was using some beauty cream to make her more beautiful.

The sun was setting and the party was about to begin. Izzy and Noah had gotten everything they needed, plus a cooler. Geoff had some speakers and an iPod to play music. The bonfire was lit, and the music was playing. The party was on.

"Let's get this party started!" Geoff cheered. Katie went to the drink cooler that Izzy brought out.

"Izzy, there aren't any drinks in here." Katie said. Izzy jumped over to the cooler. She glared at Katie and simply walked off. "Okay…then. I'm going to get drinks and I need people to come with me." Katie said out loud. No one volunteered. "Okay…um Harold and Ezekiel. Let's go." Katie said. She walked down to the two boys and grabbed them. "Let's go!" Katie said. Harold was obviously angered but Ezekiel didn't mind much.

The three walked up to the mess hall and went inside. It was completely dark. "Spooky." Katie remarked. She flipped the light switch on and off multiple times. The lights were out. "Look!" Katie cheered. She went to the cooler and began rummaging through it. Harold and Ezekiel were just standing in the middle of the room doing nothing. Suddenly from above, the killer came down, holding onto a shark hook with a wire attacthed to it, that came from the ceiling. The killer suddenly wrapped a thick rope around Harold's neck.

Ezekiel gasped loudly, his words taken away. Katie was too busy looking at different drinks to choose from.

"Katie…" Ezekiel said. Suddenly the killer unlocked a latch on the wire, and landed on the ground. They charged at Ezekiel and shoved him through the mess hall doors, out onto the ground. Ezekiel let out a squeal as he landed on something sharp. The killer then quickly took the dead body of Harold, and and impaled his body on the sharp hook. The wire lifted Harold up and hid his body in a compartment in the ceiling. The killer was very sneaky and quick. Katie turned around. Everyone was gone.

"Real funny guys." Katie complained. She was scared. Before she could call out again, Ezekiel barged into the mess hall. "There you are!" Katie said, relieved. Ezekiel then fell to the ground, a knife in his back. Blood poured from his back onto the floor. "OH MY GOSH!" Katie backed up to knock into someone. She turned around to see the killer. "NO!" Katie screamed. She ran to the doorway. Suddenly, the killer popped out from behind the door way. The killer looked the exact same. There were two of them? The killer in front of her stabbed her in the chest, while the one behind her impaled her through the stomach. The killers took the knives out, and Katie fell to the ground. The killer in front of her dashed away. The killer behind her stabbed her again, this time in the back of the neck.

Meanwhile at the bathrooms, Alejandro came out of the stall as he buckled up his pants. When he began washing his hands, Justin came out of the shower, only wearing a towel. "Hey neighbor." Justin greeted. Alejandro smiled and nodded back at Justin.

"We need to talk." Justin said.

"Sure. I guess. What's going on?" Alejandro asked.

"Your hot, I'm hot." Justin said as he put his hand on Alejandro's shoulder.

"Yeah, what about it?" Alejandro asked as he nervously smiled, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"We aren't expendable like the ugly people. We need to stick together and live through this. Though I do have better hair and work out." Justin said.

"Yeah, sure." Alejandro angrily remarked. He knew he had better hair and abs the Justin. Justin smiled and was glad that Alejandro agreed.

"We have to stick together. Go everywhere together. If the killer gets us, I can get help and you can fight the killer off. It seems like a pretty good plan if I don't say so myself." Justin said turning away. Justin screamed followed by a curse word. He slammed his hand down on the counter clenching his fist tightly. Justin began panting heavily.

"Are you okay?" Alejandro asked. Suddenly Justin fell onto him. "Get off!" Alejandro cried. He pushed Justin off to see blood pouring from Justin's forehead and a gaping stab wound on his fore head. "Oh no." Alejandro said as he dropped Justin onto the floor. Alejandro looked up to see the killer standing there. Alejandro gasped and backed up. He quickly retreated into the stall at the back of the bathroom. He slammed the door closed and locked. The killer immediately began pounding on the door. It wasn't a normal pounding, it was more of a rushed pounding, like the killer was on a schedule.

The killer stopped and looked around. Alejandro heard the killer mutter 'Hurry up'. The killer must have had places to be. The killer must be very organized. Alejandro looked up to see a hatch in the ceiling that led to the roof. Quickly he unscrewed the top and began climbing out. The killer kicked the door open and reached for Alejandro. The killer dodged multiple kicks from Alejandro. The killer had enough of this. They stabbed Alejandro through the ankle and began pulling Alejandro down, the knife ripping down his ankle, blood pouring out onto the floor and toilet.

Alejandro let out a horrible grunt and fell, his head hitting the toilet. He fought the killer and tried to pull himself up. As he did so, the knife went further into Alejandro's ankle.

"You… can't…win!" Alejandro cried. He slammed his back on the stall door and slammed his head on the toilet. Alejandro began going unconscious. The killer stood over Alejandro and raised their blade. The killer stabbed Alejandro in the chest twice.

"I can win." The killer mumbled, their voice deep, and disguised. Alejandro took his final breath and then he died, blood pouring from his mouth.. The killer exited the stall, and grabbed a huge tank of gasoline that they hid underneath the counter. They took of the top and sprayed the gasoline everywhere, all over the mirrors, stalls and floors. The killer walked to a panel in the wall and opened it. Behind it was a bunch of gas tanks. The killer cut the tubes that spread the gas through the building. Gas polluted the air in seconds. This gas and gasoline...equaled an explosion.

Meanwhile at the bonfire, everything was going normally. "Where's Alejandro?" Tyler asked, not trying to sound too concerned.

"He's in the bathroom." LeShawna replied.

Tyler nodded. A few people were gathered around the fire, while others were off socializing. Tyler sighed wishing Alejandro was back. He leaned against a wall of rocks. Slowly, a rope came down and wrapped around Tyler's neck. Lindsay turned around to witness it.

"Tyler? Someone help!" Lindsay screamed. Immediately the rope broke and Tyler collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. As everyone went over to see Tyler, Courtney came around the corner, from the bushes. She stood at the top of the stairs, leading to the bonfire pit. She was fondling with her hair, or head. It was like she was slipping something off her head.

"What?" Courtney screamed as people began to look at her. She was dirty and had some oil on her. "Ok-" Courtney began. Just then, the killer sprung from the bushes. Courtney screamed loudly. The killer managed to stab Courtney deep in the arm. Courtney screamed and rolled down the stairs, to be caught by Bridgette. The killer disappeared into the bushes.

"Courtney! Are you okay?" Bridgette asked.

"No, no it's bleeding badly." Courtney cried as she covered her wound.

"Let's get that cleaned up." Bridgette said.

She led Courtney up to the stairs. Suddenly there was a glowing light from inside the bathroom. You could see the light from the window. Just then, the bathroom exploded, damaging cabin one and destroying cabin three.

"Oh my god!" Bridgette screamed as she sheilded herself and Courtney from flying objects.

"I'm sure Chef has bandages at the mess hall." Courtney said trying to get Bridgette and herself away from the explosion. Bridgette nodded and the two made their way to the mess hall. As the climbed up the stairs to go inside, they didn't noticed the body of Katie crudely stuffed underneath the porch with Ezekiel's body.

"Courtney…what were you doing before you showed up? You…looked busy, and your covered in oil." Bridgette asked as she found an emergency kit.

"It's not important. I'll tell you later." Courtney remarked as she walked around the mess hall.

"Now Courtney. Please. Whatever you know could help us." Bridgette demanded as she wrapped up Courtney's arm.

"Fine! Okay, so I have been independently working on a project on the far side of the docks. The area no one goes near. I found an old pathetic blow-up boat with a motor. I've been working on the motor to make to faster, and I've been extending the weight capacity. I'm doing this so we can leave this crappy dump." Courtney confessed.

"Oh my god! We have to tell people!" Bridgette said as she helped Courtney stand up.

"No! I don't want all that pressure on me." Courtney said. "People would be asking me when it was ready and stuff like that."

As the two girls stood up, the body of Harold fell from the ceiling and smashed onto a table. The two girls screamed and jumped back.

"Oh my god! L-lets go!" Courtney screamed. The two girls immediately left the mess hall. As they stepped down the stairs, they heard something move. They turned around to see the injured Ezekiel climb out from under the stairs, blood pouring from his mouth, and his back.

"Ezekiel? What happened?"! Bridgette asked in serious concern as she approached him.

"It was horrible, y'know! First the killer choked Harold, and then stabbed me in the back, yah. Then another one came and killed Katie. Then they stuffed us under the…stairs. Then they were…talking! Talking about…about the bathrooms…and then…" Ezekiel dropped dead before he could finish his sentence. Blood continued to pour out from his wound.

"Oh my god, we have to tell the others!" Courtney cried as she backed up in horror.

Another meeting was held. Once again, Geoff was the one leading it this time.

"Okay, cabin two is down two more people, and cabin three, is down three more people. There doesn't seem to be a pattern. Unless, the killer is murdering people based on cabin number, which might mean, cabin one may lose someone later on. "Honestly, the party wasn't the best idea, but it was for the most part it was okay. Tomorrow, I think we should just stay inside the whole entire day." Geoff said.

Courtney stood up. "Ezekiel said something before he died. He said something about two killers." Courtney said.

"Wait, really? Two?" Geoff asked. Everyone was really scared now. Two killers? This made everyone a whole lot more vulnerable. Two people watching their every move.

Five people dead. Thirteen are dead total. Twelve victims left. How many will go down tomorrow? Are they're really two killers? Who goes next?

Survivors: Geoff, LeShawna, Heather, Beth, Bridgette, Izzy, Courtney, Lindsay, Tyler, Noah, Blainley and Cody.

Victims: Duncan, Gwen, Trent, Sierra, Sadie, Owen, DJ, Eva, Alejandro, Justin, Harold, Ezekiel and Katie.

A/N: First of all, sorry it's shorter than usual. I've been busy. Second; okay, I didn't read my reviews until after I began uploading the story, and I may have killed off people, that other users wanted to live. I am so sorry! Anyway, that was five people! That's a lot the in the same day! Chapter 5 coming up soon (I hope), thanks for reading.