time, time, see what's become of me
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In where after a tragedy occurred, Jordan Rutcher and Mateo Delgado and their friends return to Blackwood Pines lodge, unaware of the night of horror that awaits them and the choices they make that will affect...
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Chapter Fourteen: The Psycho Unmasked
(Violence)
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When they got to the end of the tunnel, Mateo was relieved.
"Oh thank fuck," he muttered as he saw a door, running up to it as Mike was right behind him. He could see Jordan behind it, could run up to her and hold her and never let her go, to know she was alive and okay. To see if anyone else aside from Josh and Jess was alive and they could all get out of here if she, Emily and Matt had managed to get help, to then plan their wedding together and see that day come.
But instead of the door opening, it remained closed, not even budging at all.
"What? What the fuck?" Mateo breathed, before he realised it was locked and he groaned, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "No chingues."
"What is it?" Mike asked, coming up behind him.
"Door's locked," Mateo answered, before adding sharply, "And you're not shooting the lock like last time, Mike!"
"I wasn't going to shoot it," Mike denied, but the guilty look on his face told Mateo otherwise.
"Uh-huh," Mateo said skeptically, before he looked at the door again. "What the fuck do we do now?"
Mike, peering over Mateo's shoulder, saw something. "Look. Over there."
Mateo turned and saw light coming into the tunnel through a grate. Looking at Mike, they moved to the grate where someone was bound to walk past—hopefully one of their friends. Mateo stared at the grate, not knowing how long he and Mike waited for someone to pass by, until he heard footsteps and saw the beam of a flashlight and a bare pair of legs walking by.
Before Mateo could question why the hell that person apparently didn't have any pants on, Mike lunged forward and grabbed one of the legs, eliciting a startled gasp that was instantly familiar.
"Sam?!" Mateo breathed, staring at the blonde wearing nothing but a towel as she bent down, fear replaced by irritation as she demanded, "Mike! What are you and Mateo doing down there?! There's a g—"
The irritation bled out, replaced by relief as she said, "Oh Mike, Mateo, thank God you guys found me."
"Feeling's mutual," Mateo replied, grinning in relief that Sam was okay.
Apparently Mike was the same as he assured, "It's okay. You're okay."
"Where... where's Jessica? And Jordon? They're not with you?" Sam asked.
"Wait, Jordon's not with you?" Mateo asked. At the shake of Sam's head, Mateo's heart skipped a beat. That meant she, Emily and Matt were still looking for help, or...
