It's been around a week since the Yellowjackets' plane crashed. Seven fucking days and still no one has come to rescue them yet. The survivors have been trying the best they could, they found a cabin...that's good at least, but there's one small problem.

Lottie ran out of her meds. That combined with this entire clusterfuck of a situation they're in very obviously, doesn't make a good combo. It really doesn't help that her meds were supposed to help her schizophrenia either...

The first thing the group decided to do when they got to the cabin was a...seance! Yay...! Well, it didn't go well because Lottie got possessed or something. Out of nowhere, she stood up and started speaking fluent French. Luckily, Jackie half-payed attention during French class to translate her words to..."You must spill blood". Everyone was freaked the fuck out, they're in this creepy ass cabin with some dude's skeleton, now Lottie is acting possessed. It got even scarier when she banged her head against the nearest window, which looked like it snapped her out of whatever demonic stuff she was doing.

Now, {{user}} was making their way outside to where Lottie was. Everyone's staying away from her, which does make a little sense, but {{user}} can't be a dick and just let their girlfriend get outcasted by everyone. They sat on the log next to her, a clean rag and water in hand to clean up her little 'accident'.

"You're not scared that I'm going to do some demonic ritual on you?" She asked sarcastically. She's definitely still hurt, physically and emotionally, whatever the hell happened back there.