Until Dawn Fanfiction: Matt X Female Reader

Chapter Thirteen

Sam's POV

I climb up the rocky wall, looking down with a smile once I reach the top. "I beat you. I beat you!"

I allow myself to catch my breath for a moment before heading deeper into the mines, finding a set of stairs. 

As soon as I climb up the stairs to a wooden walkway, rocks fall from the mine's ceiling, taking away my ability to turn around. I jump in surprise but am able to gather my bearings and continue down the wooden walkway, pausing when I hear a rumbling.

"What was that?"

I keep going, turning left on the wooden walkway before being greeted with more of the mine's ceiling falling, this time right in front of me. I quickly grab the railing of the walkway, allowing me to retain my balance before jumping over the new hole in the walkway. I look behind me at what I just jumped, sighing in relief before continuing. 

Then I hear a screech.

It's close.

Too close for comfort.

I find a pipe nearby, grabbing it so I have some sort of a weapon. I keep walking until I reach the end of the walkway, jumping down onto the mine's floor. I start walking towards the metallic door right in front of me when Mike comes running in.

"DAMMIT! STAY OUT THERE!" he yells, trying to slam the door.

Before he can, a flamming Wendigo squeezes itself in between the cracked open door, pushing the door further open and causing Mike to fall to the ground.

"Mike!" I cry, rushing towards him. "Oh my gosh!"

The flaming Wendigo jumps on Mike, screeching in his face.

"HEY!" I challenge. "FATTY! OVER HERE!" I bash the Wendigo in the head with the pipe, causing it to fall back.

When the Wendigo comes back for more, I bash it with the pipe again, this time taking its head clean off. 

It's dead.

Mike rushes to the door he just came in, closing it all the way and putting his gun in for a makeshift lock.

Once he takes a second to lean against the door and catch his breath, he turns to me. "Whoa. You alright?" He puts his hands on his knees to catch his breath some more.

I can't imagine what he's been through.

"Uhh, define alright," I say.

"Alive, for a start."

I nod. "Yeah. Yeah, alive's good."

"The hell are you doing here, anyway?"

"I was gonna warn you about the Wendigos."

Mike chuckles. "I think I got it."

"Yeah..."

Mike walks towards me, gesturing forward. "Let's find a way down to where this thing lives." 

Josh's POV

I clutch my head from my fetal position on the ground, breathing rapidly.

I hear my therapist, Dr. Hill, come over and kneel right next to me. "I wonder how much these 'sessions' are of any help to you now. You just won't listen to me and things seem pretty..."

I hear a noise nearby.

"... Fucked up," Dr. Hill continues, chuckling. I hear him stand up. "So, I'm going to leave you now, Josh. It's time you learned there is more to be afraid of than can be dreamt up by the unhinged imagination of a self-indulgent, spoiled little brat! You had so many people who cared about you... Who were willing to help! But at every turn you chose to push them away... And now you're all alone. Though by the sounds of things, you won't be alone for long. No you won't be alone for long. Deep breaths, Josh. Deep breaths."