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&&. ( she owes him her life. ) ;

“There’s three of them up here- I have two of them taken care of, that last one is the trickiest. I’ll let you lead the way to your parents’ cabin, since I have no idea where it is myself.”

Victor adjusted the nozzle of his flamethrower idly, motioning for Beth to go first. Plus, being in the back had the advantage of being able to cover a rear ambush, as those Wendigos weren’t just some dumb animals that hunted to feed. No, they hunted for pure entertainment just as much as they did for food, and they were rather clever when it came to ambushes as well,

“Probably won’t show its face again though- I gave it a good lickin’. Even those things need time to heal up, ‘cause they sure as hell aren’t stupid.”

hopefully, she’ll be able to recall the quickest possible route back to the S A F E T Y of the lodge, as she believes she’s experienced enough horror for the rest of her lifetime one night. digits frigid with cold && the remnants of epinephrine finally dissipating into nothingness, tentative steps are taken as she starts in what she perceives to be the correct direction. of course the vegetation wasn’t all that inviting after hours, but who would have ever thought there could be such M O N S T R O S I T I E S lurking within the shadows?

certainly not her.

footsteps crunch against the freshly deposited blanket of crisp white snowflakes, occasional glances being cast to between the conifers occupying the vicinity. ( snap out of it beth, you’re just going to make yourself P A R A N O I D . are you trying to purposely give yourself a heart attack? ) naturally, she’s simply exhibiting a profuse amount of vigilance. how couldn’t you with the wendigo prowling around?

‘ i hope those things don’t come back - i’m going to have nightmares already as it is! ’

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&&. ( michael. ) ;

mike is not that easily scared. he’s watched scary movies since he was thirteen and he loves the sensation of fear crawling in him during wild rollercoasters. clearly, he is not one to fret at the slightest noise. but this—— it was different. and he did not like it one bit. the sound was too distorted, too VIOLENT to be fake and yet he refused to believe that it could be anything else than a joke. probably from josh.

a hand moved to wrap around beth’s as he took all the courage he could find to yell at the DARKNESS. ‘ real funny, guys ! don’t you have better things to do? ‘ but the woods stayed quiet. it seemed like a mockery. swallowing thickly, mike took a step back. each second that passed made the atmosphere feel heavier, like the trees came closer and the night darker. something was more than wrong.

as his gaze fell back on beth, he could only nod at first.

‘ yeah, you’re right. we better hurry back.. i’m getting a BAD FEELING. ‘

usually she’d R E P R I M A N D him for grasping her hand so suddenly, but upon this particular occasion, she doesn’t mind as it prompts her to remember that she’s not alone. if she were completely isolated, then the C O N S T E R N A T I O N would proliferate at a much more hurried pace, rendering her totally petrified. so naturally, she’s appreciative of the secondary presence beside her, even if it so happened to be the individual who she didn’t get along with at all times. ( just stay calm && take a breath, it’s probably just your imagination being overly active. )

how wrong she is.

digits subconsciously tighten their grip upon his own as the rustling from the copse of trees occurs again, every cell within her body preparing appropriately for the ‘flight’ defense mechanism. whatever happens to be stalking them, she’s F I R M in her decision of not wanting to witness the being responsible for such an unsettling noise. already, she’s endeavoring to locate the correct route back to the lodge, form frigid with cold whilst every one of her senses is on high A L E R T .

‘ just think - once we get back to the lodge, we can look back on this && laugh. ’

if only.

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okay, i can only apologize for my lack of activity over the past couple of days, but i think i’m going to be putting this blog on semi hiatus for a number of reasons; last night, my younger brother was really poorly && we had to phone for an ambulance to take him to hospital, && on top of that, i’ve got university assignments to start doing whilst just having more muse for claire at the moment to be perfectly honest. that being said, i’m not abandoning here completely, it’s just that my activity is going to be sporadic && i’m most likely going to be selective with the order of my replies, so please don’t think i’m ignoring you. i’ll definitely be back in full swing once all of this has cleared up, but for now, i need to focus on real life stuff. thank you all for your patience guys, you’re all amazing. ❤

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&&. ( shane. ) ;

History and Geography never were his strong points– so the very existence of these mines had been unknown to him until now, and he knows nothing of the past this place held. He’s completely in the dark now and from the sounds of it, so was the woman. Normally, Shane wouldn’t consider that to be too much of an issue because hell, surely it was just a chance to have a little bit of an adventure and discover new places, right? However, adventuring wasn’t quite so fun when monsters of some unknown nature also happened to be pursuing you.

He’s scared. Really fucking scared. And yet he also feels like he can’t dare let it show, because she’s almost relying on him (just as he’s relying on her) to get out of here alive. Those things, those creatures, they weren’t the type to give mercy and he doesn’t want to risk another encounter with them.

So Shane beckons for her to follow, searching for something that he could use for warmth– a flint, maybe? He’d been taught how to make fires out of sticks and stones before, it could work if they found enough of the things that were actually dry. And once they were a little warmer, they could move on, survive for just that little bit longer without needing to stop and rest again. But hey– there’s no point in spending this entire hell-bound ride in silence. If they’re going to work together, it’s probably worth working on a first-name basis at least.

“Look, if we’re gonna be stuck down here until we find a way out, we may as well get to know each other. Name’s Shane…Shane Carlson.”

she’s confident now that he has absolutely no involvement in the ordeal unfolding, && that he’s as much a V I C T I M as she is. dependence upon one another would be essential to survive the potential horrors of their forsaken position, so she responds to his comment with an introduction of her own. at least she’s able to place a reasonable degree of T R U S T within him.

‘ well, i would say it’s nice to meet you shane, but......my name’s beth. beth washington. ’

of all the peculiar circumstances to make acquaintances in, theirs had to be at the very P I N N A C L E of extraordinary. plummeting into an abandoned mining shaft after being hunted by a ravenous creature with an insatiable appetite for blood? ( sounds like a plot from one of josh’s video games. josh......what i wouldn’t give to see you now. && hannah....oh god, please still be alive.... ) she swallows hard && endeavors to temporarily dismiss the notion of overwhelming G U I L T , the reality that she could potentially hold responsibility for her sister’s death. ( don’t lose it now beth, just pull yourself together. ) goosebumps momentarily occupy the entirety of her flesh as she trails behind her companion , umber pools surveying the darkness for any signs of L I F E .

‘ surely there’s got to be more than one entrance, right? i mean, this place had to be used at some point. ’

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@alonedcwnthere liked for a starter.

“This isn’t fuckin’ funny, ‘a know there’s someone ‘round here! I’m not fuckin’ stupid an’ this ISN’T a game, ‘s not very funny.” And he was alone, hopelessly alone and lost. In an area he wasn’t famili- ar with. Not scary at all.

“Please, ‘m jus’ lost… ‘A need help, fer someone t’ tell me where t- he fuck ‘a am!”

alonedcwnthere

he must have been L O S T - mount washington wasn’t exactly a walk in the park to navigate. && with dusk slowly creeping in, it would only serve in making the task more difficult. which is why she’s all too wiling to offer A S S I S T A N C E .

‘ hey, don’t freak out - i’m not going to hurt you, i promise. this is mount washington, && trust me, it’s easy to get lost. ’

#bossatrcnio #█ ▒┊╳﹠﹠⋅ ᵛᵒᶦᶜᵉ ᵐᵃᶦᶫˢ⋅#「ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ﹗ ❤#ʸᵒᵘʳ ʲᵃᶜᵏ ᶦˢ ᵃᵇˢᵒᶫᵘᵗᵉᶫʸ ᵖʰᵉᶰᵒᵐᵉᶰᵃᶫ﹗ 」

queennymeria

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okay, but i really really really want a thread w/ a wolfie so beth can have like a little partner in crime?? seriously, scratching behind his ears && giving him stomach rubs, && just waking up in the morning all nuzzled up to a big bundle of fluff. && oh my god, spoiling him rotten with all the stuff she makes to eat && letting him sleep in front of the fire. i need to stop before my cuteness levels explode HNNGGGGG.

#█ ▒┊╳﹠﹠⋅ ʲᵃᶜᵏᵉᵗᶫᵉˢˢ⋅#「ᶦ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ʰᶜ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᵖᵃʳᵉᶰᵗˢ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈᶰ'ᵗ ᶫᵉᵗ ʰᵉʳ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᵈᵒᵍ ˢᵒ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶦˢ ᵖᵉʳᶠ ᵒᵐᵍ」

&&. ( suave as they come. ) ;

Bob Washington had spoken highly of his daughters many times in the past, but it was only recently that Shane truly came to understand the depth of who they were and why they mattered so much to the old man– particularly Beth. She’s young, fragile, perhaps the softest out of her and her siblings (yet her father allows her to wander around the lion’s den so carelessly…or was it, given that he had already arranged for her protection?), and he now realized why it had been so imperative that she was observed and guarded at all costs, whether she knew that was the case or not.

But Shane wasn’t stupid, and this wasn’t the first event of this kind that he’d attended. Vampires here, they have their own unwritten laws regarding who’s fair game and who’s being saved for a particular individual. They respected each other’s boundaries– if someone was singled out by one of them, the rest left that person alone. So he knows what must be done, as he accepts Beth’s offer of a handshake with a grip firm and almost unyielding.

“-I am indeed.” He can’t help but flash another grin, all too aware that her knowledge of his name was probably inflating his already sizable ego just that little bit more but who cares, it was nice to see that his name was becoming more well known. “Why don’t we sit down, get comfortable and start talking? Your father said you had a lot to ask me.” And already he is gesturing her towards a couple of empty chairs near the side of the room, placing a comforting hand on her back– he’s staking his claim, and hopefully the other hunters of the night will get the message.

she can’t help but to detect his extreme L I K A B I L I T Y , allure oozing from every syllable which escapes his lips. && usually, such pomposity was frowned upon by herself, yet she can’t help but to be C A P T I V A T E D by him almost immediately. ( what is it about him that’s so - charming? okay, don’t lose yourself here beth, just keep a clear head. ) which is rather difficult to achieve with the caress of his digits against the bare flesh of her back. hopefully, he wouldn’t be to discern the P L E A S U R A B L E tremors coursing along the length of her spinal column.

talk about C H I V A L R O U S .

‘ if you don’t mind - it’s not everyday i get to meet someone of your status. ’

she’d been fortunate enough to meet a diversity of characters at her father’s premieres, some of who people would sacrifice their right arm to even catch a glimpse of them, but she can honestly state that most were quite M O N O T O N O U S . of course, she was too polite to express her opinions so openly to individuals of such a significant status, but holding a conversation with a much more E N G A G I N G person would be simpler. && not to mention desired for this particular figure. posture relaxed as she seats herself, sepia pools glint with longing - longing to learn more about him && his seemingly O P U L E N T customs.

‘ it must be nice having such an extravagant lifestyle - i bet you always get to come to parties like this, huh? ’

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&&. ( monstrosity. )

Fear flooded the prey. It could smell it, could hear the frantic paces the prey took. Good.It too ran, noisy in the bushes, careless of the rustling and snapping of branches underneath its feet. It wanted the prey to hear it, to know that she was being chased. But it made sure to keep the blur of motion in its field of view; it had no intention of letting the prey escape. “SKRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH” Another sharp cry pierced the air, this one close behind Beth, in the trees just a few meters away.

there’s only one other available option, && she’s all too aware of the fact - hide or D I E . she deems an upcoming conifer sufficient enough cover for concealing herself, so at the earliest possible opportunity, her physique crouches behind the sturdy evergreen in an attempt to camouflage herself. breaths still F R A N T I C from the prominent surge of adrenaline, not daring to move even the slightest fraction. pools of umber scrunch closed whilst she silently prays, to whatever god there may be that she’ll be able to live to witness another day.

( don’t move, don’t move - don’t even B R E A T H E . )

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queennymeria

Hey! Did you see that? Dad said it’d just be us this weekend.

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Or the mun, if you’re so inclined.

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One year ago tonight, the Washington girls left the safety of their parents’ lodge and headed out into a snowstorm.

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A huff of laughter pushed past his lips as he tossed his head back, letting out a sound worse than a stray cat’s yowl, ❝ Guys! Seriously? Great variety of drinks! ❞ Throwing up his hands dramatically before settling them into the cooler, ❝ Well, Lady Washington, may I offer you: beer, beer, or… ❞ pulling out an English pale && Scottish ale, ❝ See if these two somehow MIX? ❞ His offer more a question than anything.

Taking up a can of his own POISON, he dropped onto the couch, a dorky grin as he threw an arm over the back of the couch, ❝ Hannah sure is turning heads tonight. ❞ Oh, rest assured, he noticed the sudden drop of buttons on her shirt, though he also noted the way she couldn’t keep her eyes off Mike. He’s not jealous. Going into a small be-box session with himself, the song of choice being ‘GET LUCKY’ — (( the night’s theme song at this point with how many times Josh’d said ‘the Bone Zone’ ))

alonedcwnthere

‘ as i know you’re so eager to test that out, i’m going to leave that with you to experiment with. call me boring, but i’m going to stick with soda for now. ’

there had to be at least one sober individual in case matters escalated to absolute mayhem, so she’s delegated herself that particular role. because with the way things are currently unfolding, it definitely wouldn’t be unfeasible. alcohol && practical jokes were surely an E X P L O S I V E combination, so no doubt that this particular evening would be hectic to say the least.

she positions herself comfortably against the plush cushions of the furniture, digits taut around her choice of beverage. already, the alcohol was clearly flowing as she observes josh’s S T A G G E R I N G body language, an entertained grin tugging at the corners of her lips. this was going to be one hell of a night.

‘ aaaand he’s drunk already. jesus, that’s got to be a new record! ’

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