#ghostmade 001.

‘ so i was doing some research.. ’ not usually how people start a conversation with strangers, but carter’s hardly your average girl. ‘ and i found out that you, catalina torres, wrote a book. ’ yikes, carter, way to make yourself seem like a stalker. perhaps in a way she is kinda a stalker, but let’s not delve into that. a smile appears on her face as she continues talking. ‘ how to woo your boo, quite the topic. very creative. ’ her smile fades ever so slightly into a mildly sadistic smirk. ‘ think it could work with any of the victims of the lakewood slasher? ’

      beth’s been hiding in a small book shop for days now, the somewhat cramped building being one of the only places she’s managed to fortify on her own. she’s a small girl after all, and a place that only has one or two exits is much easier to try to defend than a place with a million exits. the only issue is that ‘fortify’ may not be the best word for what she did. she kind of just put some spikes outside and tried to make other places look more exciting for the dead. after all, survivors could see if she fortified it properly, and that’d lead to them trying to attack. beth isn’t ready to face an attack of any kind. so of course, when the door opens and the stupid bell inevitably rings ( she couldn’t reach it to rip it off ) her instinct is to attack. she grabs the closest book to her ( something called ‘how to woo your boo’ - she’d considered reading it earlier but decided it wasn't her kind of book ) and throws it at who - or what - ever opened that door.