(just like last chapter, this part includes mentions of suicide! so again: please skip this part if this bothers you!)
"it doesn't make sense. i mean, bullets didn't stop her"
sam spoke, her head in her hands as she sat in the couch.
the group went back to the house where kate was babysitting.
deena rolled her eyes, "amazing observation."
she stopped her continuous pacing to walk to simon.
"who the hell was that?"
"how the hell should i know?!"
deena then made her way to y/n who was holding an ice pack to her head as josh bandaged her arms.
"do you have any clue who decided to attack you in the middle of the road?"
deena asked y/n, sounding thoroughly annoyed.
"dee, i have no clue. just please quiet down, my head is pounding."
simon stood up, pacing as well.
"she was hot! i dont know! the bitch seemed normal!"
y/n subtly rolled her eyes, slightly looking at simon, only to find that he was already looking at her.
weird. she thought.
"yeah? well, i hate to break it to you, but normal bitches dont bleed black fucking blood!"
"well, she was hot and normal until she attacked y/n and me with a fucking razor blade."
josh looked up. "wait. what... a razor?"
y/n just nodded.
"yeah, for like old-timey shaving, or in this case, i guess, slitting her-"
"wrists. she slashed her wrists. "
everybody became still, looking at josh confused. everybody except for y/n.
"was she singing something?"
y/n got up from her seat and sat next to josh instead.
their eyes met. josh nodded, silently. y/n knew what he meant. she couldn't tell who the girl was when she was getting attacked. but now she realized. it was ruby lane.
y/n and josh had found a newspaper scrap on the side of the road one time, the cover was ruby lane's massacre. they both had a strange obsession with killers, so they decided "why not?" and researched the case into the ground.
"was she singing a song? like an oldie? like an oldie song?"
simon gave him an extremely confused look.
"jesus, rain man! how the fuck do you know that?"
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josh got the whole group into the kitchen, wiping everything off of the dining table. he slammed a newspaper scrap onto the table. the same scrap that y/n and him had found.
"this is ruby lane. the girl who attacked you guys."
simon reached towards the paper, taking a better look at the girl in the newspaper.
"holy shit!"
"she sang as she murdered her boyfriend, her friends, and then she killed herself."
josh continued, looking at y/n.
"she slashed her wrists."
the group looked up at y/n, especially simon. he didn't say anything, but gave her a weird look.
he reached over to kate and whispered in her ear.
"how the hell does she know that?"
kate shushed the boy before talking herself.
"jesus. yeah, why didn't i see this on the news?"
y/n gave the girl a solemn look, "because it happened thirty years ago."
"1965." josh spoke up.
he got up from the table, going over to his wall and ripping 5 newspaper scraps off of it.
"ruby is one of shadyside's killers. just like skull mask."
josh slid the picture of ryan torres on the table
y/n grabbed a paper from his hand.
"look. 1978. sixteen years ago. 'masked psycho murders kids at-"
kate cut y/n off.
"camp nightwing. yeah, my moms sister went there. messed my family up for a long time."
josh put another paper down.
"1950. harry rooker, local milkman slashes a bunch of housewives."
another newspaper hit the table.
"1935. the humpty dumpty killer."
"1922. billy barker"
"1904. grifter guts girls, and on and on."
everybody was looking at him, frightened looks visible on their faces.
"it happens in shadyside over and over. normal people turn into psychos."
simon sighed, putting his head down.
"jesus."
simon pulled out the last picture. a drawn image of cyrus miller, a pastor from 1666 was there. he was the first reported shadyside killer, back when shadyside was just the small colony of union.
"cyrus miller. he was the pastor of shadyside back in 1666 when it was union."
all heads turned to the quiet girl once again.
"y/n, how do you know this stuff?"
y/n just shrugged, picking her fingernails.
"josh and i researched it all together. i'm very interested in it."
josh decided to speak up.
"he was the first recorded shadyside killer. he... he killed kids and cut out their eyes."
sam stood straight up, making her way to the other room. deena shared a sorry look to the rest of the group before getting up and following sam.
josh put another paper on the table rather roughly.
"it's sarah fier. she's turning shadysiders into killers."
kate looked up to josh from her seat at the table, seeing as josh was standing.
"do you really believe that? i mean, no one actually believes this witch shit."
simon nodded, eagerly.
"yeah! it's just something babysitter's make up to scare kids."
y/n started zoning out at this point. they continued their bickering up until sam's voice broke through. they all turned their heads to find sam and deena next to each other.
"i saw her. last night.. i dont. i dont know. i thought i hit my head. it was her. i saw the witch."
everyone except y/n and deena were staring at sam, practically jaw-dropped.
"and y/n saw her too."
everyone's head's snapped towards the girl, who's head was faced toward sam, rolling her eyes at the girl.
"are you serious right now? why didnt you speak up before?"
josh berated y/n. she held her hands up in surrender.
"hey! i wasnt sure what it was at first. im not even sure how i saw her."
"well, what happened before you saw her?"
"um, i remember that my nose was bleeding and i wiped it. i dont remember anything else besides that i wiped my hand off on the ground."
josh gave her a confused look. y/n rolled her eyes again.
"i dont know josh! i just wiped my bloody nose with my hand and i didnt want the blood on my hand anymore so i wiped it in the grass. that weird red stuff."
josh started talking about his idea to put sarah fier's bones to rest. he thought that sam and y/n had touched her bones and thats why she's upset.
all heads were faced towards him. all except for simon.
he was staring at y/n. his face was covered in a look of confusion and worry.
"lets get going."
kate said, grabbing the ambulance keys.
y/n nodded.
"we have a angry witch's bones to put to rest."