"Your silhouette, a pale mist." // DISVENTURE CAMP

Paralyzed

(BEFORE READING, PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THIS FAN FICTION CONTAINS MURDER, DETAIL OF D34D BODIES, DESCRIPTIONS OF R0TT1NG BODIES, AND STRONG LANGUAGE.)

Jensen was suspicious, and had seemed to take a strong hatred toward us campers, but he was just a bus driver. Nobody cares about bus drivers.

I grin at Fiore as I listen to her plan for tonight's elimination ceremony. We got along, I wish my son was like her, we were for sure a dream team.

"Alright, so Jake is it, correct?" I ask, my arms crossed.

"That's right!" she nods, smiling.

Jensen walks past us, staring at Fiore.

"Hmph." he grunts, hatred in his eyes.

Once he exits our sight, I chuckle slightly. "What's his deal?" I mumble.

"Right?!" Fiore smiles at me.

(TIMESKIP)

Watching Jake walk off with his arms crossed was the most satisfying thing I've seen tonight. I stand up and walk to the tent, tired from the challenge.

Fiore walks next to me. "Tonight went smoothly, I'm gonna be a millionaire soon!"

I chuckle. "What about me?"

"Eh, I'm not sure!"

We share a laugh.

Reaching the tents, I walk in the tent and lay in my sleeping bag.

"Good night, Alec!"

"You too, Fiore."

I close my eyes a few times before driving off to sleep.

Fiore.

I see her near the lake.

Why is she there? I can't move or speak, she can't see me it feels.

Jensen.

Why is he walking up to her?

No.

A loud thud.

Fiore disappears as the lake creates a loud splash.

He's walking away.

I'm paralyzed in fear and I can't breathe.

I can't tell if this is even a dream anymore.

"ALEC!"

I wake up when I hear that, I look to see Fiore is gone.

I feel like I wanna throw up, I must be sick.

I can't move.

I hear footsteps, and a familiar silhouette through the tent.

Please be Fiore.