It was a simple question, "Why?" Madison had certainly never seemed like a murderer to Faith, that had been true of all her friends though, and she'd been proven wrong there. The feeling of Julien pressing a blade against her throat, hearing Erika's name over and over every morning, that a...

Faith looked away again as Connor mentioned Nathan. She'd gotten to know him well enough, whilst they were stuck in the awkward relationship that the student council had given to the both of them, and whilst they'd had some occasional issues there was no doubting that he was- had been a good kid. Pa...

Faith forced her head to move up and down in something that resembled a nod as she answered Connor's first question. "Survivin'." she managed to force out, after a little pause. It wasn't a lie, per se, but it sure felt like it to agree with him. She hadn't felt okay since they'd shot Ms. ...

Names are placeholders subject to change, any resemblance to real people is totally coincidental, I swear. Alessandro Long: Former Wide Receiver of the school's Football team, now a track star instead. Tall, moderately good looking, and somewhat popular. He's extremely politically outspoken, and an ...

So, as some of you might be aware, I am rather fond of planning. As such, it'll probably come as little surprise that I, too had some plans for what to do in the statistical improbability that my now dead child happened to be the last person left standing. In fact, I even had thread titles picked ou...

Faith's neck started to ache as she looked back and forth between the second group of people that had decided to interrupt her brief moment of peace, so she started to prop herself up on one elbow, fighting the temptation to express the annoyance she felt at being made to move with a sigh. As tired ...

The two interlopers left just as quickly as they had arrived, probably to continue their quest to find Michael, leaving the unspoken questions of "Why are you looking for him?" and "What are you going to do to him if you find him?" to wilt and die in the back of her throat. Not t...

Was serene. Past tense, now. Faith breathed out through her nose in momentary frustration as the pair of voices cut through her thoughts, the jumble of words coming from them taking a few moments to arrange themselves in an order that made sense, like her mind was tuned in between two different rad...

A lot of things happened in a short space of time, as the first round zipped past the both of them and into the distance, accompanied by the unmistakable sound of a gunshot. His immediate reaction was panic. Parker dropped the cigarette he'd been holding, and it landed and sizzled in the dirt. His l...

There was a leftover impulse to roll his eyes at that dramatically, from a time when that wasn't a very real possibility of having been true, as he plucked the cigarette from their outstretched hands. The topic of their motivation for previous murders had been one he hadn't pressed on yet, something...

"Binoculars?" His first guess came out quickly, more of an uncertain reaction to the question being posed than anything else, to which Blaise made a dismissive gesture with one hand, accompanied with a disgruntled noise. The search for the word continued. Parker thought for a few more seco...

Parker's absent minded scowl softened and twisted into a light smile as he tossed the first of what was likely to be many wipes onto the floor, turning his head up and to the side to look over at Blaise as they reminded him of the sole culinary adventure he'd witnessed them take part in, even if the...

It was hot. That was not good. Hot meant more resting. Less time to eat. The goat lowered its head and tugged on a weed. Chewed. Looked around. There was shade here. Trees nearby. Thick bushes too. Plenty of leaves. For later. It dipped its head again. Teeth clamped down on another weed. Noise above...

A few sharp shakes later, and the agreement was official as it could be, and their paths would stay connected. Parker felt like a weight had been taken off his chest as he squared back up on the bench, and took another bit out of the ration bar, forcing himself to swallow the bland chalky powder it ...