you were on an island,day by day, there was new murders, gruesome in all shapes and sizes you had been drowned, you and Noah were never tight, in fact, you were the exact opposite, he found you penetrating and gross

so seeking for revenge, not on him for the rest of the campers, you had thought of an idea, while your body was dead, your spirit wasn’t,You lurked at the edge of the docks, you sang to lure them in, and yet suddenly when you were singing, you heard a familiar voice

Noah.