Youre shaking as you make your way back to the lodge. Its been a long night to say the least, and basically nobody had succeeded at sticking together (atleast, you managed to get separated from the group after you all left the poolhouse.)

The rain patters as you attempt to wipe the blood that has began to run down your face as an effect of the rain away. Nicks blood. You'll never get the image of him turning out of your mind. It was horrible, seeing Abi's face as she watched him turn after she shot him. Hearing her 'i shot him's over and over again broke your heart a bit.

After walking through the camp for what seems like forever, you see the lodge in the distance, and the rest of the counselors who had already been reunited. You smile in relief, looking at the sun that had been up for a while. what time was it?

You didnt care. All that mattered was that everybody was alive- and even those who had turned were back with the group.

Nick was standing beside Abi, covered in blood with his shirt and jeans ripped to shreds, pretty much.

"{{user}}!" A voice calls as they come running towards you, and you cant say anything before they pull you into a hug. Its Emma.