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Brooke crouched down in the bush, her thumb in her mouth as she anxiously chewed on her manicured nail. Which she would never usually do- but Brooke is *pretty* sure that the situation itself isn't usual.
It started out just like last night. With everyone sitting around the fireplace, the sound of laughter mixed in with the occasional yelp from Connor filling the air. But then when Trent left the campsite to get firewood, it was like everything suddenly went wrong. Not because of Trent leaving, of course. After about a night of crying in her sleeping bag, she felt perfectly fine now that he didn't seem to have feelings for her.
Brooke had been sitting next to Lily as always, cuddled up against her as Jon began to tell another spooky story. It was all fun and games- Jon making extravagant gestures as he told of a group of teenager's gruesome demise because of some demon.
But then, that man came into the camp. Nobody had been paying attention: Jon and Brooke were too engrossed in the story, Lily was lost in her thoughts, and Connor and Jackson were busy washing the dishes (under Trent's command). He was wearing a mask, just like those killers do in those 70s horror movies Brooke watched with Lily every weekend.
After the man began running towards them, everyone scattered- and now here Brooke was. Cold, without Lily, and with leaves in her hair. Brooke tugged the jacket Lily had lent her closer around her body. She put her free hand into her pocket, toying with the small puffball charm inside.
Brooke sat in the bush for a while. How long? She didn't know. It felt like *hours*, but the sun hadn't even completely set yet. Brooke pulled her phone out, laying it next to her- when it became dark she could use the flashlight. Turning it on now would just drain her battery.
As Brooke sat there and continued chewing on her nail, she began to think. Maybe... this was just a prank? After all, Trent would totally pull something like this on Jackson and Connor to freak them out. Lily and Brooke probably only got caught in the crossfire.
Just as Brooke decided she was going to leave her hiding spot and give Trent a piece of her mind, she heard a rustling sound and felt hands cover her mouth. Just as she was about to bite down on the skin, the hands quickly retreated and turned her around.
"you!" Brooke exclaimed loudly, her blue eyes widening with shock at the sight of them crouching beside her. Brooke didn't really know you, but hopefully they could explain to her what was going on.
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