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ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: Why...|Place:Docks|Mood:Feeling Hopeless|Music: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)|Day: 3/3]​

Zoey had enough of this silence that was settled in on them. Realizing what she said probably wasn't a good thing, Zoey sighed out and turned the key in the ignition. The boat turned on just fine. "There, I take back what I said. It's not rigged after all. No one could have expected this to be our boat. I think everyone was too busy with the festival anyways."

She sighed out while closing her eye, holding her backpack strap. "Dakota, best wishes to you. Be safe. I'm staying here."

And with that, Zoey marched off the yacht and started to head back the way she had come. She felt absolutely numb. Most of her friends had died in that fire, and now she could probably lose her brother too. She really couldn't take anymore of this. She picked up her cellphone and dialed her father. When she got just an answering machine, she began her message. "Hey Dad. So first off, I lied to you. I didn't go on a school field trip. I went to this place called Bentley to get answers about the kidnappings and the killings that have been happening. Turns out, this town is pretty crazy. I got separated from Freddie. A mob burned down the Inn we were staying at. I had to play hide-and-seek or get killed... I don't think I'll make it back home. Can you please tell my biological mom I love her? I love you too Dad. Just... if anything happens to me, don't blame Freddie or yourself. Keep living your life, and I hope it gets better for you. Tell Freddie if he makes it out that I love him too... Tell him what happened with my eye... Please... I love you, bye."

With tears streaming down her cheek, she limped down the beach of the island after she hanged up her phone and shoved it in her pocket. She didn't know where she was going. She didn't even know what to do. She hadn't eaten or slept in hours and it was starting to get to her. If she were to die here, it really didn't matter much to her. Her friends were gone. Freddie would still have Sophie. Life would go on.

ஐ ...If you go, then so will I...ஐ​

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

ʑoey Ⓐmber Ӄline​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: ...|Place: Back to docks|Mood:Terrified/Determind|Music: x|Day: 2/3]​

Well, it looked like Zoey pushed a few unwanted buttons. She took in deep breaths to try to clear her muddled up brain and then stepped on the yacht after putting her backpack on where Dakota disappeared to. Maybe she was just being way too paranoid and dramatic about things. The events that happened previously were still tumbling through her mind like a clothes dryer, so her nerves were on edge. It was probably the same with Dakota, only more so intense. She stepped through the door where Dakota went and saw the female put her head on the steering wheel. Zoey felt bad for being hysteric. Whoops. "Hey... Um, I'm sorry... I'm just on edge... I guess we all are." She pressed her lips tightly together then looked up to assess what she was going to say. "Maybe... Why don't we wait around for just a bit longer? At the first sign of trouble, we can get out of here. But let's just wait and see if they can make it here, yeah? I can keep look out for us..." She then pulled out her cellphone and scrolled through her contacts. All she had left to contact was Freddie and her father. Chewing on her lips, she chose Freddie and sent him a text.

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

ʑoey Ⓐmber Ӄline​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: ...|Place: Back to docks|Mood:Terrified/Determind|Music: x|Day: 1/3]​

Zoey blinked at the woman when she said they were going to leave. She had the option to stay if she wanted to, but Zoey couldn't do this on her own. No way. "Wait a minute, we can't just leave them!" Zoey blurted, standing up. "Ow, ow... No way! My brother is back at that mansion. So are Lucas, Julius, um... someone else... Tarvold, and Evan!" Wait. Another thought slipped into her head. Dakota gave that group the atlases. She had no map. And they really had no plan. And the way Zoey was in her current condition, she was screwed. Bad knee equaled less ability to run. Hurt hands equaled less ability to climb or grab things. Also, she highly doubt she could survive another fall. Then she remembered her cell phone. She hadn't called her dad in a few days.

The girl slipped off her backpack and then dug out her phone. It was still alright, thank goodness. "Maybe the police won't help, but what about the FBI? Dakota, we have eye witness accounts of what happened! And missing people to report!" She waved her cellphone in the air before bringing it down close to her. "We can't just leave them here!" she repeated, this time with tears in her eye. "And even if they do escape, how are they going to get off of this freaking island if we take their boat!" She waved her hands in the air and then held back a sob. "What if this boat has been booby trapped while we were gone anyways and it exploded when we turn it on!"

A comical tribute to what happened last night...

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ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

ʑoey Ⓐmber Ӄline​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: I hope WE'LL BE OKAY|Place: Hellfire Inn at Bentely--->Forest--->Back to docks|Mood:Terrified/Determind|Music: Sephiroth|Day: 1/3]​

Zoey gasped for air as she leaned against a tree to catch her breath. Damn, her ribs hurt. Probably from that fall. She patted herself on the back briefly before hearing the cheers of the mob from kinda far off. She froze and stood upright, peeking around the tree she was hiding behind. Just then, she saw someone dart down the path, heading back towards the place where they came up the big hill to this fire and brimstone pit. That looked like... Dakota maybe? Was that her name? She pressed her finger tips to the bark of the tree, thinking about the others at the inn. There was nothing she could do for them now. With a heavy heart, she pushed herself from the trees and began to dodge through the trees of the forest to keep out of sight from the mob that she swore was worse than the one in Beauty and the Beast.

'Through the mist, through the woods, it's a nightmare but it's one exciting riiiide~ Say a prayer, and we're there, at a drawbridge of a castle and there's something truly-'

'SHUT UP BRAIN!'

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It took Zoey forever to make it to the dock, but she made it. ​

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She winced as she felt tired and extremely sore, but there was still no time to rest. None what so ever. She had one of those super energy shots in her backpack if she needed it, but that was her last resort. For now, the terrifying experience from earlier was keeping her moving. And the fact that she feared for the safety of the friends that left her behind... That, and she was scared for Freddie too. She still didn't get to tell him her big secret yet. ​

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She glanced around the dock, looking for the familiar female, the only adult she could rely on. Well, she hoped she could rely on anyways. From what Zoey saw of Dakota, she seemed to be... Paranoid? Very much so. Maybe she was looking for a way out. But... Dakota had the atlases. Zoey really needed to find this chick, and fast. ​

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Zoey then saw a figure in the distance, appearing to be sitting down and looking at the water. Realizing who it was, Zoey felt tremendous relief as she began to move forward. ​

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"Dakota-!" ​

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Suddenly Zoey fell to one knee as her banged up leg gave out. She grunted as pain throbbed through that leg, but she just gritted her teeth and pushed herself to stand up. She then made her way gradually over to her, limping steadily. "H-Hey," Zoey said softly, standing about three feet behind the older woman. "Glad you made it out," Zoey said with a small smile. "Zoey is my name... Freddie is my brother." She sighed out and went over by Dakota before gradually sitting down by her, letting her legs dangle over the edge. "Ow..." Zoey gingerly touched her ribcage before she let her hands rest on her lap, careful to avoid her bad knee. "So... what are we going to do now?" Zoey asked, looking over at the adult. ​

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Sure, Dakota had the atlases, but what were they going to do with them exactly? Zoey had no idea what was going down at Patrick's mansion, or even where to look next. To her, it seemed like they ran into a dead end at this point. But Zoey wanted to do something. She still freaking wanted to help. ​

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And now Maka swears at herself for not making Zoey leave the inn sooner, damn writer anyways. Zoey wonders who does this Maka think she is, trying to get her killed like that. Maka now goes into a corner and sobs. ​

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

ʑoey Ⓐmber Ӄline​

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[OOC//HELLFIREEEEEE!//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: I hope WE'LL BE OKAY|Place: Hellfire Inn at Bentely|Mood:Terrified/Determind|Music: Sephiroth|Day: 4/4]​

Zoey couldn't help up to this point. She was at the top of the stairs where Quentin had dragged her. She hobbled back to the window to see if she could get out. She wrapped the towel around her head and then looked out. The only way was to jump. She had a backpack on. She could do this. Taking a deep breath, she let herself jump out the window, doing some sort of half roll so that when she landed, she would land on her backpack and roll. She felt herself soaring in the air for a moment, and then hit the ground with her backpack first, and then rolled around. She coughed, staggering up on her knee, careful to not sit on her injured knee. Seeing the mob close by, she quickly staggered up and ran/hobbled as fast as she could, driven by fear. She needed to get out, and fast. She ducked behind the shadows of the building and then moved towards the forest once more.

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

ʑoey Ⓐmber Ӄline​

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[OOC//HELLFIREEEEEE!//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: I hope they'll be okay|Place: Inn at Bentely|Mood:Shaken up/Apprehensive/Paranoid|Music: Sephiroth|Day: 4/4]​

Zoey couldn't help but to feel nervous as she waited for the return of her brother and friends. Though it was like a half hour since they left, she still felt like it was taking way too long. She tapped her leg nervously with her fingertips and looked down at her hands. They were covered with fingerless gloves with thin bandages over the cuts on her palms. She wanted to hide them just in case something happened. She was wearing her hoodie again, but changed into different jeans since the other ones got blood stained. She clutched the hunter's knife as she stood up and went over to the restroom door. Oliver sure was quiet in there. "Hey, Oliver," she said softly through the door. "Just letting you know it's me, Zoey. I'm here with ya. I had to move rooms because... well, everyone in my room left." She sighed out. "I'll keep an eye out for us." She stepped away from the door and then cautiously went over to the window with her knife tight in her hands. The curtains were over the windows, making the room somewhat dark. Taking a deep breath, she peeked through a curtain and then gasped. ​

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"Oh... crap."​

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"Get out of our town you dirty scum!"

"Hellfire to that ***** Cane!" ​

There seemed like to be a crowd outside, yelling all sorts of things. A mob. She could swear she could also see flames, and even smell smoke. Zoey shrieked when something was hurled at their window and dove out of the way, just in time to avoid a brick crashing through the glass. Her heart was rapidly beating in her chest as she stood up, hurrying over to her bed to grab her backpack, and then pounded on the door. "OLIVER! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE, NOW! THEY'RE BURNING THE PLACE DOWN!" Then suddenly thinking of where he was at, she added, "TURN ON THE SHOWER! QUICK! Throw some towels in there. WE NEED THEM TO GET OUT OF THERE. HURRY!"

While waiting for him, she quickly went to the door and unlocked it, then she touched the handle to feel it. Feeling that it was cold, she opened the door and was greeted by a plume of smoke. She coughed and took a step back, falling on her knees. She winced when she hit her good knee and then looked up. She could see the orange light flickering from below, close to the stairwell. Oh crap, they needed to get out, fast.

She crawled back over to the bathroom door, seeing that it hadn't open yet. "Dammit!" Zoey stood up and pounded at it again. "I know what happened last night! I was there too Oliver!" She yelled at him. "WE CAN STILL FIND PIERCE. I think she's alive!..." Then realizing that wasn't going to work, she tried to jiggle the doorknob. Locked. Feeling suddenly angry, she took a step back. "Don't make me kick down the door man! I will!" And just to prove her point, she kicked at the door, hard.

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

ʑoey Ⓐmber Ӄline​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: Why...|Place: Inn at Bentely|Mood:Shaken up/Apprehensive|Music: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)|Day: 4/4]​

Zoey dragged all of Shane's, Estelle's, and her stuff to the room where Oliver and Quentin were staying at. She noticed Oliver wasn't around but she heard the bathroom door close when she walked in. She looked over to it, heard someone lean against the door and slid down it, but the lights didn't turn on. Maybe Oliver was in there. She didn't blame him for the state he was in.

She already took her medications, and thus her mind was numbing itself to what happened. It didn't help the fact that she was still paranoid though. She locked the door behind her and bolted it and then leaned against the cold surface, gently hitting the back of her head against the wooden thing. It felt pretty solid to her...

Her hands and knees were well treated and dressed, thanks to Travold. It didn't put her at ease that Freddie had her stay put here at the Inn, but she figured it was best. She wasn't in any condition to defend herself again. Not any time soon anyways. With a sigh, she pushed away from the door and sat on one of the beds that looked like it was still made. She then pulled her backpack close to her and unzipped it. She fished around for a moment before she found a hunting knife in one of the many compartments in her bag. Her dad gave it to her while they were on one of her hunting trips. It was well sharpened and ready to use. She felt so much better holding this than that pen. Zoey sat her backpack in front of her and then held the knife handle tightly in her hand. It was still sheave, but she was ready to pull it out when she had to. She then sat there, listening to the silence and kept very alert,​

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

ʑoey Ⓐmber Ӄline​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: Why...|Place: Inn at Bentely|Mood:Shaken up/Apprehensive|Music: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)|Day: 4/4]​

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"I haven't been doing a very good job of being your big brother, have I?" He knelt down next to Zoey. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."​

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Zoey's eye finally focused on her brother when he spoke to her. For a moment, she forgot he was even there. The room had been completely silent when she explained her story. She was still shedding some tears, and she felt really tired, but her brother kept her focused and alert. "Freddie... It's not-" He knelt down by her, cutting her off from saying anything else. ​

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"From this point on, I swear I will keep you safe. I swear it! Even if that ******* of a father couldn't keep you safe, I swear I will!"​

Her eye widened as she stared at her brother. She raised her head up from her knee as tears fell down her cheek. Before he had a chance to stand up after he called for a medical kit, she let her good leg touch the floor and then hugged her brother tightly. She inhaled deeply, burying her head in his shoulder as she hugged him tight despite the soreness she felt in her limbs. "Thank you," she whispered to him. "Thank you so much..." She let go of him and then sat back in her chair. Though she was somewhat in shock from all that had happened previously, she felt her head clearing up now that she had it out in the open. At the same time, she feared for everyone's safety. Perhaps by telling them all what was going on, she also put them in danger.

Zoey was surprised to see Tarvold come in the door, his first aid kit in hand. "Tannhauser," she whispered. She could see that he looked just as drained as she felt. But he wasn't at the lake last night? Was he? No, she didn't see him there. Or hear him for that matter. He knelt next to her and got some bandages and alcohol out. She took in a sharp breath, not looking forward to this part.

<< Kline, please be still and be calm. >> Torvald's voice had completely changed, and had becomed more honeyed, delicate, sweet. It felt almost motherly.

His voice seemed to calm Zoey down even more as if she took her anti-anxiety medication already. It made her miss home for a bit, but she tucked that feeling somewhere in her head and looked down at him with a little smile trying to show on her lips.

<< It will be alright. We, the revolution, will protect all of our citizens. Please tell me where your wounds are. The alcohol may sting, so I ask the brother of Kline to hold onto her sister's hand. To the others, I-- we must figure out what happened. I refuse to leave with comrades left in enemy territory. >>

The girl nodded her head and then instead of told him where they were, she gingerly took off her sweater. Up her arms were many scratches and bruises, especially on her forearms where she had fallen many times. She let the sweater fall to the floor before she bent over with a wince to roll up her pant leg on her left leg to show her scraped up knee. "I agree with Tannhauser," Zoey said in a quiet voice as she pulled her pant-leg away to reveal one nasty scrape that hadn't been bandaged yet. She saw the crimson in the corner of her eyes and then looked to the side as she sat back up in her chair. She couldn't see the blood, not now. She let her bloody hands rest on her lap, palms facing up so her friend could see the blood on her bandages.

"I think what I told you put all of you in danger," Zoey said in a hushed voice, glancing up at Julius. "We need to get out of here, fast. We can't stay at the Inn any longer. Patrick knows we're here. He wants us dead. We need to get out of here, but we're not going to leave our friends behind. No way. I'm staying, but I think those who don't want to be here anymore should go. They shouldn't have to face hell if they don't want to."

Can I change my song from My Immortal by Evanescence to I've Got Friends on the Other Side from The Princess and the Frog? Cause I think My Immortal will depress people. ><

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

ʑoey Ⓐmber Ӄline​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: Why...|Place: Inn at Bentely|Mood:Shaken up/Apprehensive|Music: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)|Day: 3/4]​

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"Zoey, you should lie down for a bit. You need to rest. Maria, get Tucker and find out who the other person was that Zoey saw. We need an exact head count of who is present and who is missing. Don't stir up too much attention with everyone else yet. We don't want them to panic. In a little bit, we'll have to tell them what's going on. Give them the option to stay or leave. We really shouldn't have this many people here anyway. It's not safe."​

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This made everything more easier for Zoey. The leaders were actually being leaders now and getting their butts into gear. She could allow herself to relax a little bit. That was until Lucas stepped in the room.​

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❝Did something happen last night?❞ he asked, glancing up at ZOEY over the rim of his glasses.​

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"They'll explain," Maria said, ducking out.​

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Seeing Lucas there only confirmed to Zoey who else was missing. Lucas was never without Sophie. She didn't see Sophie yet. But to be sure, Maria was going to get a head count with Tucker. She felt her heart sink further and further as she began to feel tremendous guilt to stay hidden like she did.​

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Erik gave Zoey a sidelong glance and shook his head. "We're going to need to know exactly what happened last night. You should rest, but if you think you can manage it, retelling the details sooner rather than later is for the best. Your memory is still fresh."​

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"Zoey, make sure to add any little detail you can remember...what may seem unimportant to you, may be the changing factor later on" Julius said calmly.​

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"Cane told me not to tell!" Zoey blurted. She covered her mouth soon after she said it. Yes, she was still scared. Who wouldn't be? But she looked around at everyone in the room. She could trust these people, she just needed to put a little faith into them. Curse and bless her elephant like memory.

She exhaled unsteadily, pulling her good knee up to her chest and hugged it. "I'm sorry, I'll tell. I don't think I can sleep anyways." She looked up at Erik then back at the floor. She was going to tell.

Spoiler: The Hellish Truth

"So, I was with Shane and Estelle at the festival. Estelle got mad at me because she liked Shane and wanted to be alone with him. I left them and went to go paint-balling with Ryder... But then I remembered why we were here. So I told him we needed to look for answers, left him, and I went to a candy stand to ask some questions. I think Ryder got mad at me, because he didn't follow... Anyways, I asked what the festival was about, the lady at the candy stand told me it was a celebration of spring and I paid for some cotton candy. She noticed I wasn't from around Bentley. She then asked me for my age, and I said I was sixteen years old. She said, 'Oh, you better head to the lake. If they catch you here, you'll face serious consequences...'"

Zoey paused for a moment and then forced herself to continue. "I texted Estelle, Shane, and Freddie where I was going. I didn't see you guys around," she said in a hushed tone, looking up at Julius, Erik, and Bryan, "so I decided to head down to the lake before I got caught and tossed the cotton candy away. All I saw around me were little kids, grown ups, and old people. I didn't see any teenagers there at all.

"I put my hood up to make sure my face was shadowed and went there. When I got down to the lake, there was a campfire there, and all the teens were gathered around it. At the head of it was Patrick. He was telling ghost stories. The one I walked in on was about a girl named Jenny who wore a green ribbon around her neck. And a boy named Alfred liked her and asked her why she wore the ribbon all the time. She said she couldn't tell him. They fell in love, got married, but still Jenny wouldn't tell Alfred about the green ribbon around her neck. Then they grew old, Jenny was dying, told Alfred now was time for him to know about the green ribbon, he untied it, and her head fell off."

She smiled just a bit before it faded away and returned back to a remorseful frown. "We all thought it was pretty funny," she said quietly. "Then I noticed that Oliver and Pierce were there. I didn't think they saw me though. Then Patrick told the group to settle down, and that he had something to say before the service began. I instantly thought this was some kind of cult, but I listened. He said 'Tonight marks the sixth night of the festival. I am immensely grateful to those of you who have attended. You have all proven yourselves to be worthy citizens of Bentley and each one of you should be immensely proud of yourself for coming this far.'"

Zoey's heart began to pound in her chest as Patrick's words echoed in her mind. She could see every little detail in her head, smell the lake, smell the fire, feel the apprehension in the air. But she needed to speak up. She couldn't stay silent. Staying silent could get them all killed if they didn't know what was up. "Then he said 'Through your triumphs, there have been many failures ... Our hearts are heavy with grief, and the fallen young men and women from the nights prior to this will always be remembered in our hearts. Do not forget them. Take care of their siblings and parents and support each other as best as you can. We are a community of love and loyalty - above all. For those of you who do not make it tonight, please remember what you are dying for.'"

She swallowed hard and hugged her knee tighter. "I wanted to leave. I knew it was a bad idea to come to the lake, but I was just trying to find information. We couldn't leave though. Someone who looked like their were in their late twenties stepped by Patrick. Someone in the circle tried to escape, a teenage boy... he had green eyes. The other man whispered something to Patrick and pointed out the boy that was trying to leave. Patrick said something to him and the guy walked towards the boy. He looked so... emotionless. I kept my eyes on Patrick, because no one else was looking at what was happening."

Zoey dug her nails into her jeans and continued in a shaky voice as the vivid memories stuck out to her. "I heard the boy scream, beg, and plead for his life. He tried lying about his age. He didn't want to die... It sounded like there was struggle, more screams, but they became gurgled a-and... Dammit." She pressed her forehead to her kneecap. Now wasn't the time to stutter. Her frame was shaking but she held her head up. She didn't look at anyone though. "The guy walked back up front to stand by Patrick. There was sounds of movement and then s-silence... I heard Patrick say '... Spring marks a season of change and new beginnings. We purge the mistakes of Winter and start anew. Without further delay, let us begin the game. Classic Bentley Hide - and - Seek.'

"He explained the rules to us because I guess there was new thirteen-year-olds there. He told us we could hide anywhere around the lake. We couldn't go back the way we came, we couldn't use cellphones. There would be no service down by the lake anyways, and he was right. He said that Leader Kevin would be watching, I think he meant the guy that t-took care of the younger boy... We had one hour to hide, and the goal was to not be caught. He said that this game was dedicated to The Hunt." She paused, letting it sink in for a moment before shaking her head. "I didn't know what that meant, but I wasn't going to ask. The lady at the stand could tell I was an outsider by just looking at me, so I didn't want to draw attention to myself even though I had my hoodie over my head. Patrick told us we had goodie bags, and we could find them in our coordinates. They came in the day before or something. And he told us if we didn't have any to come to him, but we better not be lying to him. Anyone caught stealing someone else's goodie bag would be severely punished. Those who used cellphones would be punished too. Patrick then said, 'This year we've got somethin' special for you. It seems there are some outsiders with us this evening. Anyone who brings one of 'em back dead can leave the game a victor, unlike usual where if you kill one of your peers you simply get an advantage next round.'"

Zoey choked back a sob and buried her head in her arms. Her shoulders shuddered as the buried emotions began to resurface. She didn't cry out loud again though, she did it in silence. She wiped the back of her hand against her good eye, trying to get rid of the tears. She wasn't done yet. She had to keep going. Getting herself mostly composed, she sniffed and she continued with a faraway look.

"I ran when they gave us the go. I didn't look back, but I heard screams as I ran from the lake, like someone was already caught. I got separated from Oliver and Pierce. I fell into some mud, and then thought to this book I read and remembered one of the characters used whatever they could to blend in with their surroundings. So I rolled around in it, and then got up and kept running. I didn't know where to hide... I got to this ravine and then I thought maybe I could hide in there or something. I found a small crevice on the way down, and shoved myself in there and held perfectly still. It hurt so much... But I didn't want to be found.

"An hour passed I think, and then this big bright light went off. Then... More screams, more crying, and I heard people getting killed from where I was at." Zoey's body was shaking more and more as she continued her story, but she didn't stop even though her voice was strained. "I heard shots, people running above me, and I even heard a chainsaw at one point. I swear. I heard movements in the trees... And then I realized I was right above a river. It wasn't an empty ravine like I thought it was. I heard splashes, people screaming and falling in. I had an urge to go look for Oliver and Pierce... And I thought I heard someone else I recognized too and I wanted to come out of hiding and find them, but I was scared." The eyepatch girl slammed her palm against her knee, barely noticing the pain that shot up from there and up her arm. "I was a f***ing coward..." She gasped and massaged her hand against her throat to try to get rid of the constricting feeling. She was almost done, almost there.

"I heard something above me towards the end... A group of girls I think. They lingered around my area way too long. They were loud. I heard the chainsaw closer, right above me. They screamed they found someone, and then found another. And then, after that, there was silence... Then shots were fired to signal the game was over. I stayed put still... And then I tried to get out. I almost fell into the river. Th-that's how I got these." She held her hands out, palms facing up as she looked to the side. Blood was starting to seep through her palm that she used to grab Freddie and slam against her knee.

"I scraped my knee too p-pretty badly, ripped my jeans. I got out, I ran through darkness until dawn came... followed the smell of sweets back to town, stayed in the shadows s-so I don't think anyone saw m-me, came to the Inn, Cain saw me, told me not to tell... and I came to my room I was sharing. Dennis was the only one there. Estelle and Shane were gone. I found that book on Estelle's bed... And that's... all..."

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: Why...|Place: Inn at Bentely|Mood:Shaken up/Apprehensive|Music: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)|Day: 2/4]​

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Zoey was startled when she saw Freddie come out of no where. She didn't have time to react when he grabbed her hands and then her face. "Ow, Freddie!" she hissed through her teeth. He didn't know it, but he brushed against some of the bruises and tiny scratches that dotted her face. Her eye was forced to look at his, and this sudden contact temporarily brought down her walls. A flash of trauma and shock flickered across her eye before she looked away. Great, and she was doing so good too to keep up this mask that everything was fine. Freddie was going to blow their cover if he kept this up!

Acting on pure instincts. she stood straight up, almost making the chair fall backwards on the floor. The blanket crumbled on the chair in a heap and Zoey's eye was wide when she grabbed Fred's arm harshly. She winced when she felt a stinging pain shoot up her palm, but she just dug her nails further into Freddie's skin. Her eye was wild; she barely knew what she was doing. "Not here, dammit!" she begged under her breath.

Not even looking at the others, she took her big brother by the hand and almost dragged him to the bedrooms. She whimpered and faltered a step when she stepped on her bad knee, but she stood back up and kept her head high. She couldn't say a word, Cane warned her not to say a thing about this. So she had other plans to tell Freddie like she told Julius.

She burst through the room where Julius, Erik, and her other teacher was and shut the door behind her and Freddie. "He needs to know," she croaked, feeling very stressed and still felt like she was being hunted. Zoey looked over to the bed where Erik was and released Freddie from her death grip. Blood was starting to stain her bandages with the hand she used to grab Freddie, but she didn't care. She snatched the book up and flipped to the marked page, then shoved it in Freddie's hands. "Read. It." Her voice was menacing, almost threatening.

'STOP IT!'

Her hand was shaking as she reached up to tuck a lose strain of hair behind her ear. She took in a deep breath, trying to calm herself down to get a leveled head. "I don't know about you two, but we need to figure out something, and fast." She looked down at her palm that was throbbing and saw the blood. Her face paled but then she tucked her palm out of sight. No, she couldn't go back into shock. She needed to be brave and work with the others around this. "I think Patrick is on to us. He wants us out. I think this is a warning."

Zoey backed up until she felt a chair behind her and sunk down in it gradually. Her uninjured leg was shaking nervously as she began to process things rapidly in her head."This is all the more reason to stay though," she said, looking up at them. Her eye showed that she was tired, drained, traumatized, but it was also darken over as if something was keeping her going. Insanity maybe? Or perhaps she just wanted to get things solved. "Whatever we do, we have to be careful." She shot Freddie a look, her jaw clenched together. "No one else knows about last night except for you two, me, Oliver, Pierce, Estelle, and Shane. I didn't see Estelle or Shane when I went in my room though," she repeated, taking in another uneven breath of air. All of this was starting to make her feel sick with worry. "Someone else was there too. I didn't get a good look. Freddie, was everyone in your room this morning?"

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: Why...|Place: Inn at Bentely|Mood:Shaken up|Music: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)|Day: 2/4]​

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Oh, so Sasha was the other Gil's name then. Well that took care of awkward introductions. Zoey was surprised how much Dennis had change since she last saw him. He didn't seem to be as scared and timid as he use to be. But if he went through what she went through last night, she was sure he wouldn't have made it very far. She was glad it was her instead of him.

Another bright and cheery voice sounded within the room. Tucker. He wasn't there either. Zoey was mentally marking off who was appearing and who wasn't. If something happened to Shane and Estelle, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself. She just hoped the two of them got a different hotel room or something.

Hearing Dennis' question, Zoey just sighed heavily and stared out in front of her. More CSI crap was about to commence... But would they really find anything? This town kept secrets, erased their mistakes by wiping out even their own people through services and games... What was possessing these people to do such horrible things?

"I don't know," Zoey answered honestly in a heavy tone. She quickly drank the remainder of her cold hot chocolate, not making eye contact with anyone. She wasn't going to bring up the festival at all. Everyone seemed like they were in such a happy mood, she didn't want to be the black rain cloud for them.

ஐ ...If you go, then so will I...ஐ​

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: Why...|Place: Inn at Bentely|Mood:Shaken up|Music: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)|Day: 1/4]​

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Julius merely let out a sigh and closed the book. "....look I don't care about a book like this at the moment, I don't want you running around like an idiot in the middle of the night...I don't know whatever you did last night but...whatever..."

For a moment there, Zoey panicked and shot him a look of terror. Oh no, Julius didn't read the note. He was going to walk right into a trap, and it would be her fault. Ahhhh!

"Good morning Zoey, Julius."

She recognized the voice right away. The boy that gave her the lollipops at the party, who was at the hospital with her, and who she drew a parrot with a mustache and a hat for. She thought he really didn't care about her since he never bothered to text her after that. But that wasn't going through her mind at the moment.

"Ah..perfect timing...keep Zoey company would you?" Julius said before heading off with the book in hand.

The book was gone in an instant, and Zoey watched as Julius just walked off with it. Wait, if it wasn't important, why would he take it?

'He saw your note, doofus.'

One and two connected in her jumbled up brain. He got the message. He was going to tell the others that came with them about her note. That put her mind at ease, but not completely. Even though she was still in great shock, she finally looked over at Dennis. He didn't know what was going on. He didn't hear her running in maybe. She felt her heart begin to hammer in her chest and didn't dare to look him in the eye. This time she was not just any kind of extra.

<< Kline, what is your reason for acting? >> Trovald said in her head from many months ago.

"Um... I guess for fun. To meet other people... To help others stand out more. I usually get the extras."


This time, she felt like she was playing one of the main roles. It wasn't fun and games anymore. She wasn't going to help others stand out more this time. She had to act dumb, put her feelings about the night before and put it in a box. If any signs of weakness were shown, she would be dead. She knew it would be a while before they went home. They didn't have all the answers yet to what happened to the four people at the party, Noelle and Johnathan, and now it was Pierce, Oliver, Shane, and Estelle. If she slipped up on her role now, she could put everyone in danger. Zoey understood why Cane wanted to keep her hushed about it. Patrick was the leader of this town. Everyone obeyed and respected Patrick, she saw that last night at the campfire by the lake. And if Patrick found out that Zoey was part of the Classic Bentley's Hide and Seek Game... She was glad Julius played his part so casually, even though it was harsh. But they had to make the lies seem real if they wanted to survive.

Zoey swished the hot chocolate in her mug around before she looked up at Dennis, allowing herself to relax against the chair. "Hi," she said quietly, smiling a little. She then forced herself to take a sip of the lukewarm liquid, letting it sooth her throat.

Hearing someone else approach, she looked over to see a girl she never talked to before. She saw this chick here and there, but not a whole lot until now. She looked happy and cheerful.


"Morning Dennis and...sorry I don't remember your name." She gave Zoey an apologetic bow.

Zoey let herself smile and giggled half heartily. "It's fine." She waved at the new girl to signal her she didn't really have to bow to her. "I don't remember your name either." Oh thank heavens, this was making things so much easier right now. She wondered how long this charade would last though. "My name is Zoey, nice to meet you, um..." Zoey trailed off, giving the girl a chance to introduce herself. She took another sip of the liquid and looked down at it. She really needed to get this warmed up again.

ஐ ...If you go, then so will I...ஐ​

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

ʑoey Ⓐmber Ӄline​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: Why...|Place: Inn at Bentely|Mood:Shaken up|Music: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)|Day: 1/4]​

Zoey heard footsteps in the back of her head, but she didn't look up to see who it was. She was still lost in her own thoughts. She could see the lifeless eyes, the bloodied limbs, just death everywhere. And the fact that Estelle and Shane were missing this morning, and she hadn't seen Oliver or Pierce yet...

Zoey?" Julius said walking up to the girl calmly.

The girl jumped when she heard the voice, being pulled out of her fresh morbid memories. She hesitantly turned to see no other than Julius standing there. Her heart began to pound in her chest and her frame began to shake like an autumn leaf. Her face was all drained of color and her good eye was opened wide; her pupil was extremely small as well. She had other wounds that Julius or anyone else couldn't see, but she wasn't going to show them. When she made her escape from her hiding place and almost slipped to her death, she ripped her jean pants on the rocks and scraped her left knee pretty badly. If Julius looked more closely at her, he would probably see that there were more scratches on her face that didn't stick out so much like the one on her cheek.

"Alright Zoey what happened? Are you okay?" Julius asked grabbing her hand immediately in order to get a better look at the wounds.

Zoey winced through her teeth when Julius grabbed for her hand. Her palm was exposed to him. Even though her hands were wrapped up nicely and barely any blood could be seen, it still hurt badly. And if he pushed up her sweater sleeve, he would probably see more scrapes and scratches with the bruises on her arms. She quickly shook her head that she wasn't okay, far from that.

'Dont tell them what happened,' she heard Cane's warning in her head. But she had to tell him, somehow. She had to warn the others of the dangers of hanging out in Bentley too long. As far as she knew, no one saw her face last night. Not even Patrick. But she had to be extremely careful. Since she got back and got somewhat over the shock of being a survivor of the bloody night, she thought this through of how to tell without really telling.

"I-I w-went to look around and a-ask questions," Zoey began. She swallowed, looking away from Julius. Great, now she was stuttering. She took in a shallow breath of air to try to stable herself before she continued in a very low voice that only Julius could hear. "I was told that the festival was for the celebration of spring... A l-lady asked for my age... She told me if I was caught at the festival, I would face s-serious consequences, I was directed to the lake... I texted Freddie, Estelle, and Sh-Shane where I was going-"

'Dont tell them what happened.'

She then put her free hand on the book that sat in her lap, hidden by another sweater she had. Shivering, she picked it up and placed it on the table, opening her eye again. "I found this on Estelle's bed." She pushed the sweater carefully away, showing the book to Julius. "Trovald and I were looking for this back at the library... Estelle and Shane weren't in our room..." Zoey felt a knot in her throat, but refused to break down here in the open. Tensing now, she opened the book to the page that was marked, the one that talked about Killer Cupid. Inside was a little note card with small handwriting scrawled on it. It was Zoey's handwriting.

The one eyed girl pulled her hand away from Julius and took her mug of hot chocolate, but didn't drink it. She just stared down at the contents of it. She was rigid, tense, but she knew she need to calm down and get her head cleared if she was going to be able to help this group still.

ஐ ...If you go, then so will I...ஐ​

ஐ ...Days go on forever, but I have not left your side...ஐ​

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[OOC//Outfit-♣|Thoughts: Why...|Place: Game of Killer Hide-and-Seek---> Inn at Bentely|Mood:Shaken up|Music:x​

The night was absolute hell.

Zoey sat at the table in the Inn with a blanket wrapped around herself and a mug of hot chocolate in front of her. She wasn't in her mud camo anymore; she cleaned up after she got back. Cane only gave her a look when she came in and didn't say much. Just told her to wash herself and also mentioned to not say any of what happened last night with anyone.

Her hands were wrapped in clean white bandages and her cheek had a little scratch on it. The bruises she got from ducking, crawling, and darting out of that place were covered by the sleeves of her sweater and her pants. Her legs ached from being cramped for so long then having to endure a big run right afterwards, but she figured she would be fine...At least physically.

She was just staring in empty space at her hot chocolate as it the steam brushed against her face. All the bodies she saw when she ran back... All the carnage that was split. Words would never describe the aftermath of that sick game. She remembered being in her hiding spot long after the game was called off. She was so scared after she heard a whole group of kids come through. They sounded like they were all girls, but she couldn't really tell. She just remembered holding her breath, just waiting for them to leave her area. But the way they lingered around there, it was like they found someone... It wasn't her, but who did they find?

When she burst in the hotel room, panting and in shock, she discovered that Estelle and Shane weren't in the room. Panic overcame her, and she ended up collapsing on the floor in a heap and ended up crying. She didn't remember if she woke up Dennis or not, she just remembered blindly cleaning herself up as she quietly sobbed and tried to soothe herself. No one else was suppose to know what happened last night. That's what Cane told her. And then she found a book on Estelle's bed... It now sat on her lap, hidden by a clean sweater.

When it was time to climb out of her hiding spot, it was hard to scale the wall she climbed down in the first place. She ended up cutting her hands on the rocks, and once almost slipped to her death to the cold water below. She ended up wandering around the forest for a long time until the early morning sun lit the way and she followed the gross smell of sweets and found the town once more. Once she made it there, she kept to the shadows until she got to the Inn. After that, everything was a blur.

She had no more tears to cry. She felt completely numbed and sapped of all strength. Zoey was just trying to help by getting information for the others to try to find out something that could lead to answers to Johnathan's and Noelle's death, but ended up running for her life and hiding like a coward. Everyone told her in advance what to expect when they got there, but nothing prepared her for last night.

The one-eyed girl sighed out heavily, waiting patiently for Julius, Erik, or the other man to come out. The book she found on Estelle's bed disturbed her even more than she already was. It was marked with a piece of paper on a certain page, and the stamp inside let her know it was from Whittlerose's library. Estelle took the book from there... This was the book that her and Trovald were looking for. Why did Estelle keep it hidden from them though? She looked at her mug of hot chocolate and then pushed it away from her. She wasn't feeling up to anything at all...

ஐ ...If you go, then so will I...ஐ​