Mike shot up quickly, his head hurting from the short fight he had with one of his Alters.. Mal... Mike now hoped that everyone should be safe from this alter of his.
That was until Mike heard a 'AHEM' and a few mumbles,
As Mike looked up, he finally noticed the other campers that surrounded him..?
"Hey guys." Mike said looking up at Duncan who was right in font of him, "W-Whats with the ax-"
But before Mike could finish his statement Duncan lifted the axe and threw it down onto his skull, aiming the weapon for the middle of his skull...
Mike let out a get wrenching scream as the axe made the connection with his head, the other campers had grabbed onto him keeping him still for Duncan.
One swing, two swings and finally three swings...
Duncan let go of the Axe's handle, leaving it pierced through Mike's head. The others stared down at the mutilated person underneath them.
All wondering the same thing..? Why did Mike do it?
But little did they knew he didn't kill them, it was Mal... but of course no one had listened to him, no one would of anyways.. even if he begged.
Everyone slowly walked out of the room, leaving Mike's body to rot. As they had left, a ghastly figure was standing over that very body.
The figure had once been the person who once had rested there, Mike looked around his vision was weird.. almost like his eyes were re-arranged?
Mike's eyes soon drifted over to the body in front of him, he jumped at the sight!
His head, right in between his eyes was split in half and with a large red fire axe sticking out of it. If Mike had his organs at that moment he would've thrown up at the sight...
As he stared at his body Mike had felt a rush of grief... He killed the others! He killed them all...
Mike opened his mouth to scream but before he could let one out a gasp came from behind him. Mike turned quickly noticing a small blonde woman in front of him... Dawn,
"Mike?" The blonde whispered,
Mike wanted to say somethi- no... he needed to say something but he just couldn't bring himself to speak! The voice that he used was the one many heard before they had died...
Mike grabbed his matted haired and started to shiver and cry, he didn't want to have a second chance! He needed to not be here!!
"Mike..? Hey are you goo-" But before Dawn could get close to the ghastly boy he had disappeared...
"Mike! Mike? Where did you go, Mike??" Dawn shouted which gained a few knocks on the cabin door.
"What the hell are you screaming about?" Duncan growled,
"Nothing..." Dawn said, looking away from the bloody male.
And with that Duncan left her alone, as Dawn looked back towards the mutilated body she saw another gastly figure...
But this time they were more dark and evil looking, still sharing the same features that Mike did but this person was clearly not Mike.
As the figure started to chuckle, they glanced over the the blonde.. "Why hi there Dawn, so nice to see you again!"
The voice was deep and almost playful in a negative way,
But Dawn ignored the demon, walking out of the cabin clearly traumatized from the experience... She was so confused?
Why were there two ghosts if it was Mike who killed them? She decided to shake the thought off.
She'll question herself tomorrow, Dawn just wanted to get home and clean up..
THE END!
