Can You Survive? ~ Until Dawn

Decision ~ Keep going

Decision ~ You keep going

Your Pov

No.. I couldn't do that. Josh wouldn't have wanted that. I pulled his beanie back onto my head and wiped my eyes.

"I love you, Josh.." I whispered as I headed away from the shed.

What do I do now? Josh was dead and Chris and Ash hated me. Jess and Mike were probably off 69-ing each other and who knows what happened to Matt and Emily at this point.

Wait, Sam! I could find her and get help. She'll know what to do. I sprinted towards the lodge and tried to forget what was happening. I must just be dreaming! Yeah that's it. This is all a bad nightmare and I would wake up soon.

I smiled knowing that Josh was still alive and probably waiting for me back at the cabin along with everyone else. Then we could all play truth or dare and never have I ever.

I stopped running and slowed down, feeling safer since this wasn't real. I reached the lodge and leisurely strolled in. I decided to play along with my dream and went upstairs to find Sam.

Sam's Pov

I was sitting in the bathtub, enjoying the hot water and music coming from my phone when I thought I heard someone calling out my name. I took out my headphones and decided to respond.

"Hello?" I called back.

"Sam! Hey I need your help with something."

I recognized the voice as (y/n) and stood up from the bath, covering myself with a towel. I quickly dried off and put on my clothes.

(I know booooo team towel for the win 😂 that towel has nerves of steel)

I opened the door to see (y/n). I couldn't quite describe how she looked. I guess she looked happy, but her eyes held so much pain.

"Is everything okay?" I asked with genuine concern.

"Oh everything will be fine when I wake up." She stated.

"What?" I was so confused in that moment.

"Well I have to be dreaming, there's no way this could all be real." (Y/n) said, as if there was nothing to be confused about.

"I'm pretty sure this is real life."

"I don't think so.. Josh can't be dead."

My eyes went wide and I felt my pulse quicken. "I'm sorry what!?" I yelled.

"I said Josh died." (Y/n) said with almost no emotion. "But it's okay because I know I'm dreaming."

Poor (y/n).. she must still be in shock. "Maybe you should wait here." I suggested. "While I go look for the others."

"No I'll be fine, let's go."

We walked around the house and searched for the rest of the gang, but had no luck. We walked into the theater room and looked around and when we found no one was in there, we turned to exit but just as we did, the doors slammed shut.

"Well hello there my lovely little birds." A terrifying and distorted voice said.

(Y/n) cowered and clung to my arm and I searched for the source of the voice. Suddenly, the screen lit up and footage of me in the bathtub was shown. (Y/n) blushed and turned away from the screen.

"What the hell!?" I screamed. My skin crawled at the thought of someone watching me bathe.

"Look at her, isn't she beautiful.. such a happy bathing bird, not knowing what the future has in store for her. Do you think these were the last happy moments of this creatures life?"

Just then, the screen changed to footage of Josh, being ripped apart by a huge saw blade. "Josh! No!" I began to sob and I could tell (y/n) was going to have a panic attack.

"Why are you showing me this?!" I screamed in between sobs.

"Why are you watching?" The psycho responded, somewhat sarcastically.

"Cause you fucking told me to!"

"Sam.. (y/n).. I'm going to give you each 10 seconds."

"What?" I was confused.

"10."

"Sam we need to run!" (Y/n) tried to pull my arm and run but I was paralyzed in shock and fear.

Before I had time to react, the psycho had reached zero and the doors swung open and he leisurely strolled into the room.

"Hello lovelys." He said in a sickly sweet voice. He held a needle that was filled with.. well I didn't know and I didn't want to find out. My fight or flight instincts kicked in and I threw a vase at the psycho.

I grabbed (y/n)'s hand and we started running, the psycho wasn't too far behind. We ran through the basement and kept going until we reached a door with no handle. "Oh come on!" I screamed.

I looked behind us to see the man getting closer and closer to us. I instructed (y/n) to pull over a shelf to slow him down, which she did. A doorknob rolled past my feet and I jammed it into the slot as fast as I could.

I got the door open and was about to tell her to come through but when I turned around she was slumped on the floor, with a needle in her neck.

"You're next Sammy." The psycho called.

I ran through the door and slammed it behind me, locking it quickly. "I'm sorry (y/n)." I whispered as I continued to run away from the madman.