"Oh." Scout squinted. That made a bit of sense actually. She clicked her tongue, brushing off stray particles of dirt from the belly of her shirt.  Her knees burned for reasons Scout was unaware of. No way she scraped them on the fall. Maybe it was the angle she fell at? Clarice walked ove...

Scout wasn't scared of nuffin'. She was no scaredy cat. So when Clarice started squawking and Scout let out a shrill yelp, it wasn't because Clarice, the six foot brute of a girl, totally snuck up on her. She wasn't spooked so hard she lost her balance and fell off the grave marker with about as muc...

THE MARTHA KINGMAN CEMETERY "THIS GRAVEYARD HAD ITS BEGINNING IN A PROMISE BETWEEN TWO YOUNG LOVERS, MARTHA KINGMAN AND LEWIS KINGMAN, WHO WERE SCHOOLMATES. THEY AGREED THAT THEY WOULD BE BURIED UNDER A   GREAT OAK TREE WHICH STOOD HERE. "MARTHA, WHO MARRIED LEWIS AT FIFTEEN, DIED IN 1871...

At least Jasmine was a happy drunk. That was something, right? It's hard to throw a pity party of your own when you're giggling so hard your stomach hurt. Everything she saw, every person she bumped into or made eye contact, every little thing she did sent her into a gigglefit. She was giggling and ...

Carlos just looked at Rachael funny. He sighed, turned right again. He fought with himself in his head, considering... Then he unzipped his dufflebag, pulled out his saw. "I'm not going to hold your hand, Rachael. You look smart, you'll figure it out." The figures to his right kept moving....

Carlos laughed at what Rachael said. It wasn't a mean laugh, and it wasn't triggered by any one thing in particular. It came after a pregnant pause that did not bear fruit. Carlos looked over his shoulder at the girl and shook his head. "You've never watched this show, have you?" Carlos go...

... Double homicide. That's what she calls kids murdering other kids.  Carlos almost laughed but he kept himself fully grounded. He rocked on his swing and just nodded for awhile. "What's keeping me going?" Yeah, that's totally what she just asked, Carlos. Carlos closed his eyes. This was ...

Frightened? Please. Fear was reserved for someone who was... Intimidating? Remotely dangerous? He couldn't think of the right word. Whatever it was, Rachael ain't it. Carlos scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Oh, I ain't afraid of you, Langdon. Trust me on that." ... Holy fuck, that wasn't what...

Carlos almost laughed. Almost. He didn't, though, because there was nothing to laugh at. Nothing funny, everything was bitter and hard to bear. "... You aren't?" Carlos knew who it was. He recognized Rachael's voice, so he didn't bother looking at her. Rachael even came over and sat down i...

"... I know you're there." Carlos didn't even have to look back. The creaking from the swing ceased, no birds chirping, not even a gentle wind. The Quad was completely silent. He could hear the crunch of grass and the light crack of a heel twisting. Someone was sneaking up on him. Or sneak...

(Carlos Lazaro continued from Bullet Dance .) Carlos was tired. Not physically exhausted. Just tired. He was tired of this stupid fucking island with it's stupid fucking trees and it's stupid fucking town, and it's stupid fucking game played by stupid fucking asshole classmates he didn't even get al...

Jasmine watched as Lily walked out of the library. After that? Nothing. Jasmine just stood there. Let the silence drown her. The white noise settling over the library made her ears buzz. The scared part of her mind wanted to go after Lily. She didn't know if Lily was trustworthy, or whether or not s...

... " Okay. " She spoke so low there was no way Lily heard her. The walls of the room were closing in. Her legs shook, knees buckling under an invisible weight on her shoulders. Her breath was becoming shallow. She wanted to scream. Jasmine Reed was on the verge of a meltdown and she didn'...

...  Jasmine could not stop herself from turning her head and peeking through the window just to see if Coleen was still there. Clearly her priorities were in the right place.  Her eyes narrowed. Her hand balled up into a fist. She relaxed it soon after, but the anger still churned in her belly.  Ug...

If anyone were to point out Jasmine's smile, she would claim that she was trying to cheer up the room. Make things less grim and dusty, you know? Nevermind the fact that it is having the complete opposite effect. It's one of those smiles that, were she breaking it out back home, it would be way less...