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This was his chance. Quentin watched with wide eyes as Nea tilted her head and spat in Michael's eyes. Seeing the giant monster take a step back and shake his head in surprise almost made Quentin laugh, but instead he waved his hand just enough so that Nea could(more)
Very rarely, perhaps once every fifty trials, Quentin is blessed with the feeling of absence. The absence of Freddy from the corner of his mind, and in his dreams. He always notices it immediately, and never questions why it happens-perhaps Freddy gets bored watching him, and moves on to(more)
The first time happened during Quentin's second trial.

Surprisingly, although the first had been bad, afterwards when he woke up in front of the campfire he had only felt relief as he cried his eyes out in front of the other survivors. The next trial, however, he realize(more)
"Ew," Nea said, upon first seeing Meg. The other woman scowled, and even the mud on her face couldn't keep Nea from noticing the embarrassed blush on her cheeks. "Shut up," Meg said. "Dwight accidentally tripped me."
Claudette stiffened as she heard the whirring of a chainsaw start up again. She'd been too late for the others, and now it was just her versus the Hillbilly.

She never knew just what to make of him-a large part of her time she spent against him, sh(more)
Dwight sat underneath the windowsill as he tried to catch his breath. He must have already spent half an hour creeping through the grass and trees, but the trapdoor was nowhere to be seen, and the Trapper was most likely aware of what he was aiming for.
"Enjoying the view?" Quentin called down.

Michael didn't answer, but the younger man saw him adjust his grip on his knife after a pause. That was all the answer he needed, anyways, as he turned back to the generator on the second story of the house. "Let m(more)
"Dwight," Meg began, her voice dangerously low. "What did you do to my wallet?"
"Meg, we're in hell," he said. "Your wallet doesn't do anything but weigh you down. What were you thinking, asking  Claudette to hang back with you until you found it? Are you worried The Wraith's going(more)
Footsteps above him. Meg's final dying scream could be heard on the other side of the neighborhood. Quentin cowered behind the chest, squeezing his eyes shut as if he could ignore the horrible view around him.

He was in the basement- in the jaws of the beast. (more)
"Next time you're in the area, leave me a sign," Evan said, as he hugged Jake to his chest and prepared to put him up onto the hook. "I won't go so hard. You'll have a chance of escaping-"
"And you'll have a chance of being punished," Jake said.(more)
"Well? Where's Jake?"
"We lost him," Claudette murmured. "Despite our best efforts, I...there was no way."
Dwight sighed. "Damn it, again?" he said. "What the hell is with that killer?"
"Maybe Jake pissed it off," Feng suggested. "Messing with its hooks and traps."

"The others are goin(more)
In another world, there's someone here with me.

Maybe not in person, but in spirit, their heartbeat in sync with mine, or maybe mine's too fast for theirs to keep up, but we'll be in this together, all my fears and all my tears held up in both(more)
Yaku glared up at the half-Russian student, arms wrapped around his stomach. "Did you come here through the rain?"
"Venture a guess," he grit out, shivering. "Will you let me come in or not?"
"Yeah!" (more)
"You have four seconds to tell me what you think you are doing on my estate."
Lena froze, turning slowly as she made eye contact with the former Talon member. Though Amélie was no longer under the effects of the society's brainwashing, she would never be the smiling ballerina(more)
Sombra smiled down at the irritated brunette. "Listen, pobrecita," she said soothingly, holding Lena's gun in her non-dominant hand. Didn't mean she couldn't kill her with it, though.

"I was just wondering if I could crash for a night or two."
"What?! You're insane, you know that? Giv(more)