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got really drunk and might have done something i did not want to do.... yet.
The Last Slasher of ā98
Chapter Three: Red Water
info: āTateās 1998 annual camping trip with Larry and Adelaide turns into a bloodbath when a ruthless slasher enters their secluded campsite.ā
The search started at sunrise.
No one called it a search.
Larry insisted they were "checking the trails," while the other adults smiled too much and told the younger campers everything was under control.
Nobody believed them.
Not after Counselor Ben failed to return.
Not after the generator mysteriously died.
And especially not after the scrape of metal through the trees the night before.
The camp split into groups.
Larry took several adults toward the north trail.
"The rest of you stay near the cabins," he ordered.
"I'm going with you," Tate said.
"No."
"I'm not a kid."
"Exactly. Which means you're old enough to listen."
Tate clenched his jaw.
Larry walked away before another argument could begin.
Violet watched the exchange from a distance.
"He always like that?"
"Worse."
She nodded as if she'd expected the answer.
"Then we'll do our own search."
The north trail looked different in daylight.
The pine needles were disturbed.
Several branches had been snapped at shoulder height.
Not by animals.
By something... forcing its way through.
Violet crouched beside the path.
"What are you doing?" Tate asked.
"Looking."
"For what?"
She pointed to the ground.
A boot print.
Deep.
Fresh.
Much larger than Larry's.
"It rained three days ago," Violet murmured.
"So?"
"So these shouldn't still be here unless someone walked through recently."
Tate knelt beside her.
"You know a lot about this."
"My dad was a police officer."
She brushed dirt away from another impression.
"He taught me to notice details."
There were two sets of footprints.
One set walked into the woods.
Only one came back.
Adelaide wandered a few feet behind them, humming softly to herself.
She suddenly stopped.
"Tate."
"What?"
She pointed toward a tree.
At first he didn't understand.
Then he saw it.
Someone had carved a symbol into the bark.
A circle.
With a jagged slash running through its center.
The cut looked fresh.
Sap still oozed from the wood.
"Was that there yesterday?" Tate asked.
Violet shook her head.
"No."
Adelaide frowned.
"It feels..."
She hesitated.
"...angry."
They continued deeper than they probably should have.
The sounds of camp disappeared behind them.
No voices.
No laughter.
Only wind.
Thenā
Buzzing.
Flies.
Violet froze.
"Tate..."
He followed the sound.
A bright red hiking backpack lay beside a fallen log.
Ben's name was stitched across the front pocket.
The zipper hung open.
Inside were a map...
A flashlight...
And a blood-soaked counselor's shirt.
No body.
Just blood.
Far too much blood.
Adelaide gasped.
Tate instinctively stepped in front of her.
"We're leaving," he said immediately.
Violet didn't move.
She was staring at the ground.
"Don't."
"What?"
"Look."
A trail of crimson drops disappeared into the forest.
Not splattered.
Dragged.
As though someoneāor somethingāhad pulled a body away.
Back at camp, panic finally broke through the adults' calm faƧades.
Larry slammed Ben's backpack onto a picnic table.
"We call the sheriff."
"The phones are dead," someone replied.
"The radio isn't working either."
Another counselor shook his head.
"The storm last week must've damaged something."
"No storm breaks a radio and every phone at once," Violet said quietly.
Several adults looked at her.
She met their eyes without flinching.
"Someone doesn't want us leaving."
The words landed like stones.
No one argued.
Because no one had an explanation.
By afternoon, campers whispered in clusters.
Some wanted to hike out.
Others wanted to stay together.
Nobody trusted anyone's plan.
Tate sat on the dock, skipping rocks across the lake.
Violet joined him.
"You okay?" she asked.
"No."
"Me neither."
For a long moment, neither spoke.
Finally, Tate sighed.
"You think Ben's dead?"
Violet stared at the water.
"I think..." she began carefully, "...if someone wanted us to find a body, they would've left one."
He looked at her.
"So why take him?"
She didn't answer.
Because she didn't know.
And somehow...
That scared her more.
As the sun dipped below the trees, Larry gathered everyone around the main fire.
"Listen carefully," he said. "Nobody leaves their cabin tonight. We stay together until morning."
A little boy raised his hand.
"Are we in danger?"
Larry forced a smile.
"No."
Tate noticed Larry's hands shaking.
Night settled over Redwood Ridge once again.
The cabins locked their doors.
Flashlights sat beside every bed.
Outside, the forest seemed to breathe.
Watching.
Waiting.
Thenā
A scream shattered the silence.
High.
Sharp.
Close.
Everyone burst from their cabins.
The scream had come from the boathouse.
Larry grabbed a lantern and sprinted ahead, Tate and Violet close behind despite his protests.
The boathouse door stood open, swaying gently.
Inside...
Fishing gear lay scattered across the floor.
A lantern burned on its side.
Its flame flickered over a message painted across the wooden wall in fresh blood.
HE NEVER LEFT.
The room fell silent.
Then Adelaide tugged on Tate's sleeve.
Her face had gone completely pale.
"Tate..."
He turned.
She wasn't looking at the message.
She was looking through the open doorway.
Toward the shoreline.
A lone figure stood at the edge of the lake.
Motionless.
An axe resting against one shoulder.
Its face hidden beneath a weathered mask.
The figure watched the camp for only a heartbeat.
Then stepped backward into the darkness...
And disappeared among the pines before anyone could reach it.
For the first time, every person at Redwood Ridge understood the same terrifying truth.
The killer wasn't stalking the camp anymore.
The killer had announced himself.
And the game had finally begun.
speaking of nat I think itās hard to judge someone only by her social media. she just loves showing off her partner she does that with her current one so openly. I think evan made her feel a lil insecure and thatās why she acted like that, bc now sheās glowing. I could get behind some constructive criticism but people picking apart her looks in such a vile way was definitely disgusting. like they (and by they I mean L) zoomed in on her teeth and tell her to go to the dentist and much worse things. social media is rough when it comes to physical appearance and I am sure she has her struggles too. I think Natalie is much cuter than the average ig botox influencer type. with that being said itās funny to me how a person that hides behind anonymity thinks she has the right to shit on someoneās appearance. and how people choose to believe a completely fabricated character to give them info that they gained by stalking their favorite actor including his friends, families and partners š sheāll always be the most pathetic person in this scenario and could have easily avoided it by leaving her blog after they broke up just as she promised.
I do agree that someone attacking everyone while hiding behind a blog is definitely hypocritical. As far as The whole posting of N and her partner, I do believe that is normal in a relationship but with Evan he is not the type to display any of his business all over social media. She shouldve known that about him and sneaking photos is not the way to earn anyones trust. You have to be willing to accept boundaries in a relationship which I dont believe she was willing to do in that situation with him.
https://www.tumblr.com/sweetandsourwithevan/822308783937224704/i-think-hating-on-nat-was-unnecessary-i-remember?source=share
dont make it look like Natalie was some kind of poor innocent victim, she was not, she was a clout chaser not to mention she leaked that Coachella video to media and was only happy to post Evanās arms,back and so on, never real couple pics like he had with Emma for example cause they just didnāt have it, it was a situation convenience he was hooking up with her and drinking with her when he wasnāt busy filming and she was just following him around like a puppy, she wasnāt some innocent victim, yeah calling her grandma maybe it is too much and leaking her adress it is not acceptable but overall it is only her choice to read these comments or not, sheās grown ass woman and not a child, she should have been ready to face some criticism after her actions. it is a choice whether read these comments or not, but Iām sure she learned her lesson and not going to use others for clout like she did with Evan lol
I Agree Anon that she was responsible for her own actions that night at Coachella. I would hope that people know that it wasnt all him that night. As the saying goes "it takes two to tango". Im sure she has learned to be alittle more discreet in what she puts out there in public especially in her field of work.
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@nat-is-toxic-and-sus there's so many dummies out there like this from a single person just cause of insecurities š R, L, A i think they are the holy trinity harassing nat the most with the amount of dummies & pages they have š
I think these pages were so unnecessary. If they didnt like her why put so much time and energy into talking about her. Its counter productive and pointless. When I dislike someone I just dont put any of my time into thinking about them.
hi, astrology anon here. since we donāt know his exact birth time, just keep in mind that some things are a little vague but we can find out a lot by looking at his chart, which I just did. firstly, him being an actor/expressing himself creatively is definitely part of his soul purpose so heās absolutely aligned with that and made to play complex characters but he needs to learn not to lose himself in the characters too much, which I believe also based on what we see is something he struggles with. his placements have super strong humanitarian/charity indicators so in that he also seems to be aligned. all in all he needs to truly be himself without needing approval from others (his chart suggests he has slight people pleasing tendencies to avoid conflict) he needs to find out what he truly wants as Evan and honor his own boundaries. In love heās definitely looking for an independent woman that respects his need for space (strong Aquarius placements) but he is capable of feeling deeply, he just needs to do this at his own pace. heās allergic to women that push him. ideally heād find someone that understands freedom and love can coexist and who feels the same. he doesnāt like performative people, or people who seek drama. he wants and needs intellectual stimulation to truly form a bond that goes beyond physical attraction. what I can also read from his chart is that he wants to help people with his acting. he is into the psychology of things and wants to understand humans. so judging from how he presents himself, Iād say he is a pretty good depiction of his own birth chart but heās also here to learn lessons and trust his gut feeling a little more and to transform his past and pain into something fruitful and powerful instead of developing unhealthy coping mechanisms. he has a strong built in voice and deep sense of justice. which sometimes causes his inner voice to be a little too harsh on himself. but I do believe he doesnāt always show that and wants to āblend inā esp. with friends/family/romantic partners (not with the world or social conventions as he loves going against the grain of society) and if he bottles up feelings for too long he might get resentful. he loves harmony, but may need to learn that itās okay to say no. even if it gets uncomfortable. the right people will under and put their ego aside.
thatās all for now and keep in mind, birth charts (although I strongly believe in them) arenāt the āabsolute truthā you can view them as some sort of human weather report. To me personally, some things are just too accurate to be coincidental. but I donāt want to sell my knowledge as definitive proof of things. If you know a thing or two about astrology itās quite easy to understand human nature.
Thank you Astrologist! I appreciate the reading of his chart. I will post it for anyone interested in learning about Evan alittle more.
Makin' a grilled cheese, and then I'm gonna watch a movie with Winter
