Day Three

[Bojangles]

As soon as I heard the gun shots I knew it was my group. I knew something had happened. Someone had went mad and destroyed our chances at survival as a whole. After killing both Dana and Amber, who else could it be? Yes, I killed them. It was great to watch Dana's body fall backwards on top of her own brain and skull fragments. I knew it was my group, but I didn't want to fucking believe it. I heard multiple shots and I began to follow them; staying low to the ground. That's when I realized what had happened. I saw their bodies, Rosemary and Friday The 13th. They were drenched in blood. What the fuck happened here? Rose was curled up, holding her stomach. Friday had bullet holes all over her. What --- I saw her leg move. I saw Rose's leg move! I ran towards her and dropped to my knees, almost pressing them against her back.

Me: Rose!

Rose: Bo?

I could hear the pain in her voice. I couldn't fucking take it.

Me: Rose, what happened?

Rose: It wa--- Frida -- Bo. She kied evone.

I looked at her; shocked. After saving her life, I destroyed everyone elses. Why, Friday? It's a question I will ponder forever.

Me: I'm sorry, Rose.... I'm so fucking sorry.

That's when Rose said it, with perfect clarity.

Rose: Loki...

Me: Point for me.

I gently slid my arms under Rose and lifted her up. She pointed me in the direction I needed to go. I found Loki. There he was, laying on the ground, covered in red. I placed her body beside of him, she managed her arm around him.... I watched her take her last breath... I'll miss you, Rose. I looked around, seeing all of my fallen TalkHorror members all around me. That's when I heard his voice... His FUCKING voice.

Narrator: Congratulations, Bojangles. You are the winner. Please make your way back to the school.

I couldn't do that just yet. First, I had to gather all of my fallen TH'ers and bring them all together... One last time. They could not be seen like this. They were different from the others. They had to be together, even in death.

Was this the death of horror? I have helped in the creation of horror and the extermination of horror. What have I done? What have WE done?

WE... Always win.

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I made my way into the building. Military personnel surrounded me, holding their guns, pointing them at my head as I walked by. I made it back into the class room where all this had begun and that's when I saw him. He clapped as soon as I entered the room, I dropped my bag of supplies on the floor beside of me.

Narrator: Congratulations, Bojangles. You have prevailed. Maybe there is hope for you in this world; in this better world.

Me: There's always hope.

Narrator: Yes, there is. Now it is time for us to check bodies. You don't care to relive your memories do you? Maybe you can even narrate events for me on our journey?

This motherfucker truly was sick. I just stared at him, I didn't even care to answer. Maybe he is the existence of true horror?

Narrator: I notice that you are here but you're not wearing your collar. Do you care to explain?

Me: I found a flaw to your game. I had a plan to make it off of the island, as did my others before they were killed due to your stupid fucking game.

Narrator: Really? How are you replicating a heart beat?

Me: I tied my collar around the neck of a Deer. He's tied to a tree with a rope.

Narrator: Genius! You really are great. It's too bad your group couldn't stick together. I guess they weren't blessed with such intelligence. At least you tried, but like always animal instinct will always win. Now, we walk.

He pulled out his gun, weary of my collar missing. He insisted I show him all of the dead bodies and tell him what I knew. He wanted to know every fucking detail of it all.

Narrator: First, you will show me where your collar is.

Me: That's fine.

I lead the man via GPS to my collar. That's where he found the Deer. I had broken its legs and kicked it in the throat so it could make no sound. It laid there, breathing; barely.

Narrator: What the fuck is this?

That's when the plot unfolded. The man ran up to the deer and kneeled beside of it. I didn't move. He got a good look at the Deer. There was a total of seven collars I had put around the Deer's neck.

Me: Thank you for the compliments. One... single...dot... I know how GPS' work now. Thanks to you.

I smiled at him. He looked over at me, he was fucking pissed. That's when they walked out of the shadows. They all had smiles on their faces.

Me: How's it going guys? How's that raft coming along, Maxx?

No answer. He just smiled back. The man looked around, seeing all of us. He realized what just happened.

Me: You see... We told you what you wanted to hear. How's the clarity on those wireless mics in those collars, by the way? I have a wireless one myself, but I do need to upgrade.

He grabbed the Deer's antlers and jerked them, killing the Deer. He then stood to his feet, pointing the gun at me. That sudden jerk of the Deer's body was all it needed. Before he got a shot off there was a sudden explosion, turning his body inside out. He had pulled a pin on the grenade I tied to the deer with a strand from the rope.

With that explosion, there was yet another one. This time it was from my bag-o-time-bomb's which I had left in the class room. I could only assume that the military personnel was dead.

We all walked up to meet eachother, making a semi-circle. There we were, all of us except two. Bo, Friday, Loki, Rose, Briggs, Max and Kitten. We came together and we will leave together. WE always win. HORROR always wins.

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