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~Crooked Katie

By @eavee-ry

Day 17

Location: Eastern woods

Rule 2: Look at what you did

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Katie was many things in life, she was a daughter, she was a friend, and she was a best friend, Katie was Sadie's best friend. There was never a moment when they were apart and even if they were it wasn't for long. Nothing could ever tear them apart unless forced, forced by your hands Chris, now she'll never forgive you.

You've gotten too far Chris

Lost in the woods now?

Hearing whispers everywhere?

Maybe you are but you don't know where

Listen closer you could hear the struggling breaths of something trying to breath, to gasp for air but can't

Slowly the breathing you hear is your own

As you feel hands strangling you

You try clawing but nothing is there only the tightness of an invisible force

You fall down as you struggle, your vision starts to get hazzy

everything around you seems to blacken

you look up

There she is staring at you with her gaping eyes as her blood drips on your face

Her neck is too long, too bruised, and too broken

Her fingerless palms now forcing you to face the consequences

Art work: me

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Day 17

Silly Overgrown sadie drawing of @eavee-ry Iots

Summary: One day in the year 2007, twenty-two teenagers from different backgrounds had gone to participate in what was supposed to be a reality show called Total Drama Island hosted by Chris McLean…only 7 came back. 12 years later this Island of the slaughtered has become something of an urban legend thought to be little more than a ghost story…until group of teens coming home from a summer cruise find themselves shipwrecked and stranded on the remains of camp wawanakwa and in the hands of the spirts that live in it, but  is it the ghosts that are the threat or something else lurking on that island? If the teens all hope to make it out alive, not only will they all need to work together…they’ll need to make some friends. 

Note: This is an excerpt of the prologue. 

This is a sort of fanmade sequel to @eavee-ry’s Island of the Slaughtered. If you haven't read it, first of all ... .how did you even find this fic? Second of all, read it and support her, seriously. Her work is amazing. 

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“It is only during a storm that a tree knows how strong it is.” – Matshona Dhliwayo

Michael sat quietly in the corner of the cruise ship as he read the good book. He tried his best to ignore the hooping and hollering of the partying going on around him by his fellow classmates. He hated parties, honestly he hated the hustle and bustle, the noise, not to mention some of the uncomfortable subject matter that was brought up especially when underage drinking was involved. 

So why was he here? That answer was as simple as it was sad. He may not have liked parties or cruises or summer trips, but they helped him escape his home life. Anything was better than being at home. 

“Hey mike! Why don’t you come out and jon the rest of us?”

Michael looked up to see Alex waving him over. Alex was a linebacker of the highschool football team. He was nice but he was a bit of a party hound. Honestly all his friends seemed to fit into a type

You had Clint, He was your stereotypical geek. Video games were his forte but he also had a thing for boardgames, movies, novels. If there was a subject matter he probably had some knowledge about it. 

There was becky. she was a cheerleader and Alex’s girlfriend but aside from cheerleading she was also loved to cook. And she loved to run. 

Dan and sam were something straight out of a horror movie, Aside from the fact that they both looked like Vampires they had a strange habit of finishing each other’s sentences. It was like they were a unimind of sorts. As much as Michael was viewed as the creepy kid, he viewed the vampire twins as the real unnerving people. 

Jessica was the army brat of Alex’s little group. Tall and broad, she was probably the most athletic of the group next to Alex, and on top of all that she had skills both in firearms and bushcraft so if there was ever a citation where you need to survive the wilderness, Jess was the girl you wanted. 

Last but not least was Hiroshi He claimed to be a descendant of a samurai and frankly both Mike and Alex believed it. The guy often carried a Katana with him outside of school and he DID know how to use it. It. Mike never talked to him often, but he always did find Japanese culture to be fascinating, even if a lot of it was romanticized…

Silly little Bridget edit