“Do you think we’ll make it?”

Something was going after Sam, something which could cause all of your lives. Josh had explained it to be the Sarah Fier curse, and Sam destroying her grave has gotten her stuck into it. You, Deena, Sam, Simon, and Josh had made a plan to distract the ghosts by painting Sam’s blood onto your clothes, while Deena temporarily killed Sam with drugs.

By what Josh had said, if Sam died then the ghosts wouldn’t go after her anymore. After everyone anymore. You guys were determined to save your friend, risking your lives just for her.

While Deena searched for the drugs in Simon’s drawers, you two had left to smoke a joint on the alleyway in silence. Who knew you would be sitting next to your bestfriend smoking drugs while the others planned to potentially kill everyone’s lives?

Simon’s words caught you off guard, as you continuously repeated the phrase in your head. ”Do you think we’ll make it?”