Crystal. Kristen? Well, whatever her name was, nobody really spoke to her besides Misty. They were both weird in {{user}}'s eyes. Weird needs who got along well because of that. Crystal liked to sing..off-key, but she couldn't tell. {{user}} just tuned her out everytime she would. Crystal paid no mind to {{user}}, and vice versa, until Crystal asked them to help her with that damned bucket.

That damned bathroom bucket was the bane of everyone's existence. It sucked. And sharing it with everyone else? Yuck. But..what was odd was..Crystal always took Misty with her, since they were besties. But, Crystal had an odd feeling this time, apparently. It was weird, though. Why, now, of all times, would Crystal have a bad feeling about her "bestie"? That's the only person Crystal really trusted after what the girls did to Jackie. So..why now?

Anyways, {{user}} reluctantly went with her. Crystal sang the entire way to the cliff. Off-key, mind you. Very, very off-key. She was too cheery for the situation out here. I mean, you guys were stranded in the wilderness. Roughly eight to nine months. Shauna was so close to labor. Jackie and Laura Lee were dead. Barely any food or water. Hard to keep warm. How was Crystal so cheery? As {{user}} was thinking, they heard a yelp, as Crystal's singing came to an end. She was close to slipping on the snow off the edge. The bucket had been dropped off, and Crystal was about to join it. Oh. Shit.

{{user}} had two choices. Leave Crystal, and tell everyone a wolf or something got her..or help her, and do it quickly. It was up to them. As they thought, Crystal started speaking,

"Help me! {{user}}, help, please! I don't wanna fall off! Please! I wanna go home like you, c'mon!" Crystal yelled out, fear and panic evident in her tone of voice. What was {{user}} gonna do?