Deborah's POV
I found myself standing at the pier of Camp Crystal Lake. How did I get here? This wasn't the same Crystal Lake I remember. The sky was red and it rained. But it didn't look like normal rain water. It was raining blood....Now this is obscure... There's blood puddles everywhere and the ground looked broken and about to tear up. Not to mention the flames that were coursing through the camp. What the heck happened here? It was normal before, why is it like this all of a sudden? I began to see corpses of people. But not just any people.
"De...bo...rah"
I heard someone calling out to me in a weak, raspy voice. I recognized this voice...
"De...borah."
It can't be you. You can't be....
"Deborah..."
"Vanessa? Where are you?"
Suddenly she appeared right infront of me and the sight I was experiencing, almost made me crazy. She had a massive hole in her chest and she looked deformed and pale, just like a zombie.
"No....What happened to you? Vanessa, what happened?"
"Le...ft m...e a....l...one"
"I 'left you alone'? But i didn't...."
"Tru...sting him...."
"Who do you mean with him?"
She disappeared without warning and I saw the fire growing bigger and bigger. I began to run to shield myself from the burning grounds. What is happening? Where is everyone? Y/N? Jason?
It was only then, that i noticed some kind of tall shadowed figure standing by the fire. I approached it to see, who it was and I was surprised. It was Y/N.
"Y/N? It's me, Deborah. We have to get out of here..."
He didn't listen to me...or maybe he didn't hear me. Suddenly he began moving towards the flames and I flinched, where I stood.
"No, Y/N! Don't go towards the fire!"
He walked closer to the flames until he was completely endulged in them. He caught on fire but it didn't seem to affect him. I had to witness, how his skin and flesh melted away and I quickly looked away, not bearing the sight.
"Deborah! Help me!"
"Y/N?"
"Help me, Deborah. I'm drowning..."
I looked towards the noise and saw someone in the water, struggling to keep over the surface. I saw a young man struggling in the water and I could only guess, that it was Y/N. But he isn't his normal self right now. Is that...him in the past? I quickly ran towards him and raised my hand out to him, but he didn't seem to notice me.
"Deborah! Please help me!"
It was, as if I was invisible to him. He didn't see me or hear me. What is going on here? Is that a nightmare?
"Heeeeelp!"
Was the only thing I heard, before I saw him sinking down under the surface with bubbles emitting from the water and he never returned. Y/N just drowned...right infront of me and I wasn't able to do anything. I burst out in crying and I held my head with both hands, feeling extremely broken down.
"Traitor!"
"Maniac"
"Get lost"
"Kill yourself"
I heard voices in my head. Voices that taunted me. Voices, that bullied me. Why is this happening to me? I felt pain in my head and I cried even harder.
"Leave me alone..."
The sounds of flames and blood rain became distant and I slowly opened my eyes to just...see nothing but black. Suddenly Y/N appeared infront of me and held me by the neck and I choked on his grasp.
"You could never understand me, Deborah. You're just like them. Uncaring and Mocking, just like them all."
"N...o, tha...ts not tr...ue!"
"You disappoint me, Deborah. I wish, i would have never seen you. Thanks to you, my life is more than messed up. And you think, you can help me with my sorrow. Handling the grief of my mother's loss? I don't think so..."
Hearing this from him made my heart break. How could he say that to me? Wasn't he comforting me earlier with this matter? What caused this sudden change of personality in him? Was it something I have done in the past without knowing?
"See you in hell!"
"No...wait"
Then the last thing I heard was a crack and I blacked out.
I gasped, waking up and feeling sweat on my face. I found myself back in the room, me and Y/N was sharing. Just as I recovered from that intense experience, i heard heavy footsteps approaching the door and someone opened the door in a fast pace.
"Deborah? Are you okay, I heard you screaming..."
Y/N walked over to me and noticed, that I was still crying...It looked so real and it could have been. What happened just now? Was this a vision of the future?
"Deborah...What's wrong, talk to me...."
He looked at me with concern in his eyes. He still had his hockey mask on and I looked at him, still crying.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
I nodded and I bursted out crying even more. Y/N immediately hugged my side and rubbed my head, comforting me.
"It's all fine....You're okay now."
I sobbed harder into his chest. The feeling was unbearable. What if it really was a vision from the future? Could something like this happen soon? No, it can't be...could it?
"It's okay, Deborah. Everything is going to be okay."
"It....felt so real.."
"Real?"
"Yes...it felt like...a vision....maybe..."
"Shhhhhh, i'm sure this was all just a bad dream. You had a rough day and you deserve your rest. Maybe you're still upset about the matter from today."
"Maybe that's what it is....."
I slowly calmed down upon his calming move on me. I then wiped my tears and looked at him, still sad, but not crying anymore.
"Y/N? Can you please stay here for the night? I don't want to have a nightmare again..."
"Of course, sweetheart. Anything to make you feel better."
I smiled upon hearing that. It's comforting to know, that Y/N is watching over me and no matter, what happens, we will stay together till the very end. But still...that dream I had. Could it have something to do with us? Was it a warning? I don't know. I slowly laid myself down again, tucking myself in again, while I noticed Y/N laying down beside me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I slowly fell asleep, while hearing him whisper something to me.
Good night, my little angel
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