Day Two

[Bojangles]

There I was, navigating my way through an island filled with dead horror fans and the people that had killed them were still out there. Oddly, that didn't bother me. Hell, I always wanted to be a mortician or pathologist. However, I did see Friday take down another TH member. Was this girl losing her fucking mind? ... I don't know. I saw tears in her eyes. I knew those couldn't be tears of joy. Either way, I knew some how that the TH group had to stick together. We were dangerous alone, but in numbers... Could you imagine? Not to mention, I knew groups would have to be forming on this island. There would be groups of bad asses who would want to kick ass together, there would be friends and I'm sure some people would stick with others hoping that they could use their brains to come up with a way off the island. It was time to start forming the group. I couldn't startle her, so I best not just run up to her.

I started to position myself better in the weeds. That way she could see my face when I yelled. She was resting herself on a rock, facing in an opposite direction. That's when I noticed something. I saw some weeds move off to her right, fairly close. Suddenly, something caught my eyes. I couldn't fucking believe it, there was a blade poking out of the tall grass, appearing to be a machete. All of a sudden, I thought of Jason Voorhees of all things...

Me: Friday!!! It's Bo!

Friday turned around quickly, looking right at me. So did the girl, Misty, whom was creeping through the weeds. I knew that would stop the bitch and she would have to think about her next move. Luckily, I already knew mine. I ran at her with everything I had, she came back with her machete about to take a swing at me. That's when she got kicked right in the fucking face with the bottom of my shoe. Her head snapped back, whiplash, as she fell to the ground. The wind had been knocked out of her as she laid on the ground for a second trying to recover her breathing before she went to reach for her machete.

Luckily for Misty the machete had landed right beside of her, unfortunately for her it was just out of reach. I kneeled down beside of her head, I reach out my arms, holding myself up in sort of a push up position, my legs were on the other side of her face. I began kneeing her in the temple. I stood up, walked over to her machete and grabbed it. She was still laying on the ground in a daze. I stood over top of her once again, I was above her head, staring at her upside down. She tried to turn to the side and get up, I could hear a few slight rips before she screamed. I was standing on her hair, holding the machete beside of my leg.

Me: Friday, come here and hold this bitches arms down.

Friday made her way over to the girl and sit on her stomach. She leaned forward and held her arms down for me.

Friday: Thanks, Bo. Really; thank you.

Me: Yeah. You need to learn to stay off of the road. You were almost killed; and with a machete none-the-less.

Friday: I know. What are you going to do?

Me: Eviscerate.

I brought the machete to Misty's face. I moved it around in front of her, she was scared and still trying to wiggle free. I saw her eyes following the machete as I dangled it in front of her. Then, I started making slits on her face. I could see her eyes beginning to water. I wasn't sure if she was beginning to cry of if it was because of the pain. Either way, I didn't give a fuck. That's when I pulled back the machete... I wonder what she thought? She knew at the moment I pulled the machete back that far that she was going to die. Did it come sooner than she had expected? Did she expect me to maybe torture her a little more first? Hell, maybe she even thought I would just tie her up and leave her there? I don't know... She's dead.

Me: Write on her body.

Friday: Ok.

Me: We need to find the others. I know Loki and Rose will be running in pairs so they will be the easiest to spot.

Friday: Yeah, we do need to meet up with them. What about Briggs and Maxx?

Me: I don't know. We'll find them, though. I hope they're okay. Let's move.

Friday: Okay. Thanks again, Bo.

Me: No problem --- Woops, hold on.

I bent over and picked up Misty's head by her own hair. She was fucking disgusting, trying to kill one of my fellow TH'ers by stabbing them in the fucking back. Trying to kill Friday with a fucking machete? I kneeled to the ground... I used the butt-end of my machete to knock her teeth out. I picked up a hand full of dirt and shoved it into her mouth. Then, I moved over to a tree. I found a really nice tree branch to decorate with her head. I made a knot in her hair and hung it on the branch. I stuck my hand inside of the meat she used to call her neck. I collected blood on my finger and drew a heart around her head on the tree. I wanted this to be very eye catching.

The slits I made on her forehead read: TH


Narrator: 14 DEAD! 37 to go! Who will be next!
Here are the names of the fallen students! -
Faith #G8, Misty #G1, Rachel #G10, Tara #G18, Ada #G20, Toby #B3, Nathan #B8, Pablo #B9, Eric #B12, Tristan #B17, Zeeko #E1, Victor #E2, KingoftheDamned666 #TH6 & Wolf-J-Flywheel #TH7!

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Myself and Friday made our way through the island without incident for about an hour.... That's when we saw them and they weren't very far off. It was Loki and Rose! Finally, we're going to be getting our numbers up. This should make it easier for Briggs and Maxx to find us, plus we'll have 8 eyes looking for them. Where the hell are they? I hope they're okay...