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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      Other
  Fandom:
      Original_Work
  Character:
      Jinx_Croft, Red, Carol_Halls, Christopher_Rolf, Veronica_Pearls, Olga
      Rouge, Emily_Harvey
  Additional Tags:
      Futanari, Hermaphrodites, Supernatural_Elements, Mysticism, Forest_Sex,
      Rape/Non-con_Elements, Rape, Past_Rape/Non-con, Nuns, Red_Riding_Hood
      Elements, Wolves, Bestiality, Violence, Sexual_Content, Sexual_Violence,
      Explicit_Sexual_Content, Smut, Ghost_Sex, Spirits
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      Published: 2018-03-31 Chapters: 1/? Words: 5523
****** The Girl in Red ******
by Vapula
Summary
     Jinx is a girl with a dark past. She's trying to move on from it, so
     her parents send her to another school to start anew. Hoping that the
     change in location will be enough to help their daughter recover.
     But at this school a student goes missing. They headed into the woods
     late at night and disappeared. Jinx soon catches sight of a someone
     outside her dorm room window, whom she assumes to be the missing
     girl.
     She gives chase hoping to find and help her. Only to find herself
     drawn into a deadly game.
Carol headed inside the woods, guided by her friends directions. Though she was
simply told that the obelisk was a straight walk from their point. All she had
to do was keep going and don't get distracted.
However it was rather difficult to do that, when your walking through dark
woods, late at night, alone. Carol honestly thought that she should just turn
back now and save herself the trouble and stress. Yet she continued onwards,
knowing that her friends would call her out on being a pussy. They had all done
it themselves, though she was the only one not to do the stupid tradition.
It was a mistake to tell them that, but she knew that they would figure it out
eventually. 'Might as well get it over with.' She thought as she wandered
through the woods.
Her steps were slow and careful, as she headed through the dark twisting trees.
Bark of black and leaves of grey, were all around her, only adding to her
isolation and discomfort. The chilly air didn't help that much either, despite
her dark jacket providing warmth.
Still she continued on, hoping to find this stone, touch it and then leave.
From what the others had told her, the obelisk sat in an open area, devoid of
trees and on its lonesome. She just needed to find it first though.
Carol was walking slowly through the woods, her hands clasped together and her
orange coat pulled closer to herself for warmth. She watches all around her at
the twisting woods and trees, seeing nothing but gloomy shadows and black
leaves. Her ears listen out for anything, yet she only hears her own breaths
and the silence of the woods, that surrounded her.
Then she spotted something ahead of her, something in the distance. It was a
clearing, the trees having been chopped away, leaving only the grass and a
stone slab in the centre of the clearing. It was a large thing about as tall as
a door, thin and thick with a black gleaming body, beneath the green moss. The
tip of the obelisk was a pyramid. Carol stopped in her tracks as she looked
around the open area.
She found its openness rather naked and vulnerable. The forest provided cover
and to an extent safety, yet now she was about to walk into the open. They
noticed that the blades of grass around the obelisk, were grey or black in
colour, having none of the healthy green that plants normally showed.
Trembling, Carol managed to direct herself to going near the stone. She stepped
onto the unhealthy earth, it turned to flakes as it cracked beneath her shoes.
The girl started to wander closer to the obelisk, her goal clear and her heart
thumping as she closed the gap between them.
As she got closer, she found that the thing had runes or glyphs scrawled onto
its surface. They were red in colour and barely covered by the moss that had
grown over time. Though she spotted pictures etched into the stone, showing
what looked like a hooded figure brandishing a cleaver. The figure had their
weapon aimed at what looked a miasma of shadows and dark. However it was really
difficult to tell as the pictures lacked colour or clear prints.
Ignoring them, Carol reached out a shaking finger towards the black stone. She
shook and pulled back multiple times, her hands and arms recoiling at wanting
to touch the thing. But eventually she managed to force herself to do it, and
her fingertips touched the cold surface of the black obelisk.
Nothing happened.
Her fingers touched the thing and she stilled thinking something would happen.
Yet instead she only felt the cold slab and her chest's quaking breathes. Carol
sighed as she relaxed and even chuckled to herself about how stupid she was
being, while placing a palm on the stone.
The thing did nothing, sitting as silent as it had been for eons. Carol smiled
and pulled her hand away from the stone, looking it over. She found a little
moss on her palm and brushed them off with ease, then she looked to the
obelisk.
Again it was unmoving, silent and dormant. While the teenager swiftly turned on
her heel and started to walk back to her friends, a little calmer than before.
Her weren't able to pick up the low hum, nor did her eyes stay long enough on
it to see the runes glow weakly.
But as she was walking through the dank woods, she couldn't but feel something
different. Something had changed as she started to walk back. But she couldn't
place it, as a chill rose up her spine and goosebumps ran across her skin. They
put the feelings down to the environment and press on, while ignoring the voice
inside her head, telling her that something was really off.
As she wandered back, she thought she heard something. It was faint but her
ears were able to pick up on something, though she couldn't place it. So she
instead tried to ignore it, but it persisted and she was soon able to hear it a
little more clearly.
Whispers and clicking in the shadows, the girl stopped to look around. She seen
nothing, but felt the stares of eyes upon her, as if she was being watched from
all angles. They blew out a breath and calmed themself once more, before
resuming their walk, at a brisker pace. A howling wind picked up suddenly,
making her shiver and shudder, as she resumed walking.
More whispers were heard around her, the voices seemingly to be following the
girl as she walked back to her waiting friends. But she soon felt like she was
walking in place, seeing that the woods seemed to stretch on. She continued
moving ahead, not taking the chance to change direction, lest she get lost in
the forest.
However she was forced to make a decision, as something stepped out from behind
a tree. Her body froze in step as she looked at a large powerfully built, black
furred wolf. It stood on all fours, the thing having golden eyes, stalking
around as it entered her field of view. Carol stopped and watched as the beast
appeared, it's black coat making it blend in with the shadowy background.
She held her breath as the thing looked around, it's snout closed and sniffing.
Then the beasts ears stood up, it's head turns to her, the golden eyes staring
at the girl. Carol feels its stare, her body turning stiff as it watches her
impassively.
Then the wolf's jaws open, it's teeth flashing and gleaming, drool dripping
from its canine fangs. She knows what it wants, sees the hunger in its eyes, as
the thing turns its body slowly to her. Carol steps back, slowly as not to give
the thing an excuse to charge.
Yet it notices her moving back, smelling the fear and feeling the tension. Then
the beast lets out a howl to the high moon above, as Carol flees for her life.
She runs, the wolf giving chase, it's huffing breath sounding closer and. Loser
than it is. The girl keeps running, trying to take twists and turns to brake
the creature's line of sight. But it always finds her, seemingly appearing out
of nowhere.
She looks behind her to find it gone, only for the thing to appear once more
ahead of her. The girl turns as it leaps, aiming at her head, only to miss as
she runs away, the chase continues.
As she's running, Carol finds more wolves coming. All around her she spots more
black furred beasts, running past the trees on her flanks. They were on all
sides the things appearing as if born from the shadows that cloaked the woods.
Carol ran as fast she could looking for a way out of here, or at least to
safty. Instead she found herself blocked off from running any further. She
looked around finding the wolves all around her, circling and preparing to take
her down.
She whimpered to herself as her eyes spotted a large black beast. It was tall
and lean, standing on it's two back legs, while hunched over. The thing was
another black wolf, but unlike the others had glowing red eyes and was more
muscular when compared to it's smaller kin. This wolf stood up and his eyes
shone in the night, as he looked towards the human girl. His snout huffing and
snorting as his tongue hung out his panting mouth.
They stared back, shaking their head as the beast stepped into the circle. The
thing came closer, growling and hissing as he stalked to her. Carol looked
around, trying to find a way out or someone for help.
But she was alone in the woods with these vile beasts.
The leader of the pack let out a snort, his eyes watching her as she backed
away. Only to be pushed towards him as the ring around them began to tighten.
Snapping jaws at her rear forced Carol into his reach. His long arms grabbed at
her, the things easily clutching the girl as she let out a scream. She was
brought to his furry chest, feeling the warmth and hair, but she only wanted to
run and struggled in his grasp.
Hands and feet trying to harm him, but he purred in response to her actions.
Soon she was thrown to the ground, the large wolf-man above her. His furry body
atop hers keeping the girl pinned down, as she felt something large and
intrusive coming from below.
Her eyes wandered down his chest and seen a large penis poking out it's sheath.
She felt horror run through her, as she screamed at the sight of his cock. The
thing was lying flat atop her clothed chest, the head leaking out precum, as
the wolf-man squeezed out a few drops with his grinding. He rubbed his dick up
and down her orange jacket, as the girl tried to scramble away.
But his large paw grabbed her and held them down. She was shaking as the large
furry hand gripped her neck, holding her in place. But then she seen him tear
at her trousers, his razor sharp claws shredding her bottoms and underwear with
ease.
She was now exposed vulnerable to his wishes. Carol cried, trying to flee from
the monster, but finding it impossible as the beast held her down. His free
hand then went down to his erection, taking the thing in its grasp and stroking
it, as he moved the tip to her virgin hole. The girl had her knees together, in
a vain attempt to deny him access.
However the Wolf King only moved her legs apart and placed his large knob
between her legs. Once there she stilled, feeling his burning hot tip at her
outer lips. She tried to crawl away or at least think of herself waking up from
this nightmare. Yet instead she found herself lying on the ground, about to be
ravaged by a wolf-monster.
Soon the Wolf King pressed his erection into her pussy, the girl let out a soft
moan, which turned into her teeth gritting as he pushed further. Then she
started to scream as his thick cock was forced inside her, tearing into her
virgin cunt. His dick easily penetrated her hymen, the thing was paper thin to
the large dock that punched through it with little resistance.
Carol felt a burning pain spreading throughout her. Like fire it hurt, a
constant stream of blistering pain that refused to still, as the cock travelled
further. She could feel every inch of the thing, the huge dick passing up her
canal, as she laid there in terror. Her mouth became parched from the
screaming, her body sagged as her sex ached from the exhaustion and hurt, that
was coursing through them.
The girl still cried, fresh tears falling down her cheeks and face. Yet she was
powerless to do anything, as the Wolf King's dick settled within her. She was
granted a moments respite, though it was short lived as the wolf-man started to
move.
Like the monsters he ruled, he was not gentle or graceful. He was wild and
savage, thrusting into her, each thrust bringing him more pleasure, much like
her screams did as his thrusts caused her a fresh wave of pain. She screamed
and cried, lying in the dirt, wolves all around her, as he fucked them. Carol
used her hands to try and tear out bits of his fur, or batter his chest. But
when it wasn't working she instead tried to block out the world, by closing her
eyes and ears.
Seeing she wasn't going to run, the Wolf King let go her neck and placed his
hands on her hips. He held her in place and continued his rhythm. His strokes
were hard and frequent, showing zero care or affection to the teen below him,
as he rutted her damaged genitals. Each hit of his large cock at her cervix
made Carol cry out in shock and twisted pleasure. She felt his cock inside her,
the thing bringing nothing but a constant stroke of pain and disgust.
Carol wanted to run and flee, but the feeling in her legs had waned. She
couldn't feel them, they went slack and unmoving, the muscles refusing to
respond. Her legs laid limp and still, as the dick pounded into her, between
them.
The Wolf King then withdrew his cock, pulling out his raging member. She
coughed as the thing was slid out from her sheath and tried to get away. But
her legs were dead and unresponsive, her hands and arms still worked and she
tried to pull herself away from the beast.
They watched her, eyes gleaming with amusement, as their boner dripped with
juices and blood. He then grabbed her again and flipped Carol onto her back.
She was then bent over, her head pressed into the dirt, while her ass was
raised, her gaping pussy presented once more to his Majesty.
Again his thick cock was at her bruised, beaten entrance. And again he rammed
himself back inside, his intrusion a little more accepting, but no less sore,
as the beast resumed its mad humping. She laid there, face in the soil as he
fucked her into the dirt.
The wolves around watched her, howling to the high blood red moon, as they
watched. Their own cocks erect and ready, as the girl felt herself tiring out.
She felt fatigued and drained, as all her energy was sapped by the night's
events. Her thoughts slowly turning to darkness, as her desire of escape fled
and were replaced with slumber.
She felt the dick inside her, blazing a trail of pain and misery with each
thrust. The constant strokes making it impossible to sleep, as the wolf-man
ruined her from behind. Then she felt him thrust a little more regularly, his
strokes becoming harder and harder, as he loomed over her.
With his head raised to the sky, the Wolf King let out a howl that was picked
up by his smaller kin. They howled along with him, as he came inside Carol. The
girl felt his doggy cock stand straight, then it slipped its large knot into
her, as it shot it's load inside of her. Hot sperm was flooded into her waiting
womb, the volume of cum flooding her eggs with its tainted cargo. She didn't
respond as the thing came inside, her thoughts turning blank as she laid
beneath the beast and it's buckling hips.
The wolf-man milked himself dry of cum, his cock quaking as it spurted out the
last of his cream into her pussy. Once he had finished the Wolf King waited his
knot to lessen and withdrew his half erect member. His dick was still hard, but
only at half mast and he pulled it out of her cunt.
His cum flowed out of her wounded hole, a fresh supply of white and red as he
pulled out. She stayed silent staring at the surrounding shadows of wolves, her
sex and back aching and hurt, throbbing with pain, as she remained unmoving.
His seed leaked her damaged cunt, the girl laying limp upon the forest floor.
Their king watched her, his snout lowering close to her head, as he licked her
cheek. She cringed at the action and wanted to move away, but found herself
unable too. Instead she trembled beneath him, as he flashed a smile at her
defeated form. The king was pleased with his new bitch, smelling her fear and
tasting her warmth, after taking her chastity. He moved away from them and
watched.
Carol stayed still, hoping this was the end of her ordeal. But her trial wasn't
over, as the other wolves closed, their erections clear under the blood red
moonlight.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
One week later.
Monday, 12th March.
Sadow Highschool.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
"We have been informed of your... condition." A older woman said to a younger
girl.
"Of course." The girl replied, her voice even as she looked up at them. She was
a tall girl with black hair and blue eyes, along with snow white skin.
"Now Miss. Croft, we do not discriminate against others based on gender here at
this school." The woman promised. "Only the staff are aware it though and well,
if you choose to tell other students, then so be it. You will be sleeping in
the females dorms, but will be given your own room and will be allowed to
change privately for gym. You will be using the female bathrooms, I assume?"
"Yes." Answered the girl. "I'd also like to be referred to as female too."
"That's fine." The teacher replied with an affirmative nod. "I'll inform the
staff about that. Are your parents happy about you coming here?"
They shrugged. "Well my mother wasn't as she heard something happened here
recently."
"Ah, yes." Admitted the older woman. "Miss Halls. A student of ours whom went
missing recently."
"What happened?"
"It's not my place to say." The woman shook her head, though added. "Just stay
out of the city's woods. It's dangerous in there and newcomers always get lost.
We assume the same has happened to Halls. But don't worry, I'm sure she'll turn
up soon after."
"How do you know that?"
"We have rangers in the forest that search it from time-to-time." The woman
told her. "If you ever find yourself in forest, don't panic and find a nearby
station. Their scattered around and there's always at least one ranger inside."
The girl nodded and asked. "Do I start school today or tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow. We want you to take the time to settle in first, get used to the
school layout and it's people first. However we expect you to commit yourself
to your classes tomorrow."
"I will." The teen answered.
"Perfect." Purred the teacher with a smile and clap of her pale hands. "Any
questions?"
"No."
"Very well, take the time to look around and remember to avoid the woods,
especially at night." The woman warned.
Jinx was beginning to see a theme now, as she nodded her consent. Once that was
done the woman gave them her room key and left allowing the girl to be left
alone. They sat on the bed and thought about what to do for the day. The girl
sighed as she looked around her modest room.
She was gifted a bed, plus another and cupboards. There was a wardrobe for
storing her clothes, plus a toilet with a shower. It was rather cool, at least
to her as she laid on her bed in a lazy way thinking about stuff.
Once she was done lazing about, Jinx went to work packing her clothes away. The
girl unpacked all her clothes and bags, then placed them into the porper
cupboards and wardrobes. She looked around and moved to the window to stare
outside.
Outside her room was the sight of the forest just ahead. It looked dark and
bleak, despite it being daytime and the girl found herself agreeing with the
teacher. The woods looked rather unpleasant and dangerous, though she wondered
if that was only for night. Her blue eyes looked across the silent trees, which
were blown gently by the wind, as she watched them.
Nothing of note was there and she instead decided to leave her room. The girl
moved away from the window and headed to the door and after leaving, locked it
behind her. She then went out into the hall and found it rather deserted, as
she headed down them to leave the dorm building.
Jinx was soon outside looking around the schools campus. The girl went
exploring getting a feel of the place, she at first encountered no one as she
wandered around the grounds. But soon she came across others near the mess
hall, where the others were eating.
Many of them stared as she walked past, though she ignored them. There was
nothing hostile about their glances, only a curiosity about whom she was. Of
course non dared to approach, keeping to themselves as the girl wandered
around, looking and seeing her new environment.
At first she was left alone, then a pair of figures came over to her. She
stopped as she noticed them, a boy and a girl.
The two were her age, the boy was black haired with light grey eyes and tanned
skin. He wore the schools blue blazer and grey trousers, though Jinx spotted a
white armband around his left arm. His face had a polite smile upon it, showing
nothing but friendliness.
Next to him was a girl, with brown hair and green eyes. She was white and lithe
in shape, wearing the blazer, grey skirt and armband. Her face was stoic,
showing nothing to the other teen, though her eyes said she was curious and on
guard.
"Hello there Miss. Croft." The boy greeted.
"Hello?" Jinx replied back, with an obvious question, not being said.
"I'm Christopher Rolf, student council president." He told her. "This is my
vice president, Veronica Pearls."
Jinx took note that the girl's face seemed to soften, but she held her stoic
look, as she answered. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
She said politely, though more as if it was because it was expected of her.
Jinx didn't really care either way and replied. "It's nice to meet both of you
too."
"Yes, we're so glad to have another student join our school." Christopher
responded, beaming with joy. "How are you finding the school so far?"
"Well I've only just arrived." Jinx replied, then shrugged. "But so far it's
rather cool. Got my own room and the place looks rather nice too."
"That's good." The boy said then lowered his tone. "We are, the student council
that is, are aware of your medical condition. Have you been told about this
yet?"
"I was told by a teacher that only the staff knew." Jinx told him, watching the
two.
"Must've been Miss. Rin." He said to himself and returned his attention to
Jinx. "Anyway, we at the council and staff are the only ones who know. Our
students are rather open minded, however if you run into anyone whom doesn't...
accept you. Just tell us or a prefect and all will be settled."
"Of course." Jinx replied evenly. Though she knew from personal experience
that: if you want something done right, do it yourself.
Christopher smiled, as Veronica watched from the sideline. She didn't appear to
harbour any negative thoughts on Jinx herself, but the girl's stoic features
made it impossible to gauge them. For now Jinx chose to simply keep the girl at
arm length. Though she wasn't sure about what to think about Christopher.
Her trail of thoughts were broken by what sounded like a argument had broken
out. Looking over the trio spotted a girl with blond hair being screamed at by
another with brown hair, while a boy tried to calm them. The two were in a
heated argument, that seemed to be starting to boil over. Veronica excused
herself and quickly rushed over to deal with the pair. While she walked the
rest of the room were watching, as the brunette screamed into the face of the
blond.
Words of "Your fault, your idea, she's dead!" were thrown at them.
Jinx couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but she could see the shoulders
quaking and head lowered.
"Olga and Emily." Christopher sighed sadly.
"Who?" Asked Jinx, looking to him.
He blew out a breath and answered. "The brunette is Olga Rouge and the one she
is shouting at is Emily Harvey. The two are 'best friends' though recent events
have changed things."
"The disappearance of Halls." Guessed Jinx.
"I take it Miss. Rin told you?" The boy asked.
"Not in detail." Jinx assured him. "Though she warned me to stay out of the
woods."
"As you should." He replied, his tone having a sharpened edge to it. "Might as
well tell you now. The forest is dangerous around our city. Now only rangers
and guides are permitted to enter it and even then they keep close to the city
or the roads. Do not, EVER go into the woods. Even if it's daytime, don't go
into the woods. They mess with your mind and there's wild beasts running
around."
"Is that what got Halls?" Asked the girl.
"Don't know." He admitted. "We can only speculate and that's not going to
help."
"So why does Olga blame Emily?"
"I don't know the details, but apparently the three of them were near the
woods. The friends had this thing where they go into the forest and touch an
obelisk."
"Obelisk?"
"You can kinda miss it." Christopher said and went into a little detail. "It's
the size of a door, thick made of stone, covered in moss and has red
inscriptions upon it. No one knows what they say or even how to translate them,
but there's a picture on it. It shows a clothed figure wielding a cleaver at a
storm of shadows. Don't know whom they are though, as no one can translate the
glyphs."
"What is it a tombstone or something?"
He shrugged. "Probably. But no one knows for sure, as they were built long
before this place even existed."
"Hmm." Hummed Jinx, feeling dangerously curious. "And what, Halls went into the
woods to touch this thing?"
"Yes." Nodded the student president. "Carol was talked into it by her friends.
Apparently they've all done it, heading in at night and touching the thing,
getting scared by the woods, only to return. Obviously this was different."
"Is it possible she's lost or something in them?"
"Of course." He replied with a firm nod. "It's just finding her that is the
problem. As the forest is rather extensive and winding. Everywhere you look it
all appears the same.  Ahead, left, right or behind it'll appear as the same.
But I'm sure the rangers will find her. She loves wearing a bright orange coat,
so she would be easy to spot in the black woods."
"Yeah." Agreed Jinx, though she doubted it, her pessimism kicking in. "I'm sure
she'll turn up alive and well."
"I'm glad to see I'm not the only one thinking positively." He said, smiling
again.
Jinx was tempted to correct him, but decided against. The two spoke some more,
the pair enjoying one another's company as Jinx slowly opened up some to him.
Christopher listened, glad for a change of subject as he watched the girl chat
to him. The drama from a few moments ago forgotten about, as the pair learned
about one another.
Veronica rejoined soon after, the girl having delt with the two. She again
remained silent watching and listening to the pair, which Jinx didn't care
about. If she wanted to be by herself then the girl wasn't going to stop her.
As they spoke, Jinx soon forgot about the conversations they had earlier, the
girl filling the topics away in the back of her mind.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
The next day.
Tuesday, 13th March.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
She collapsed upon her bed a little tired about everything. Jinx had just
finished her first day at school, finding the entire thing rather taxing on her
psyche and energy.
But it wasn't a bad.
If anything it was just another regular school day. The only difference being
that she was in an entirely different place than usual. Other students had been
rather polite or distant, which didn't unsettle her as she was the "new girl"
and as such was a mystery.
Then again everyone seemed preoccupied by the disappearance of Carol Halls. It
was a shroud that hung over the school, affecting just about everyone that was
around. Jinx being the only person not to be, as she had no relationship with
them. Yet everyone here seemed to be in general distress and even paranoid, as
she spotted a few students huddled together in tight groups.
They spoke in hushed tones, only stopping whenever they saw her. She had stared
back at them, a frown on her face, as they looked to her expressionless.
Naturally she went on her way, as they resumed their discussions, though she
avoided listening in. It wasn't her place to get involved or eavesdrop on their
conversations.
Besides that, her day had been rather mundane and calm. She had gotten along
with whomever had spoken to her, and a few people had.
Apparently talking with Christopher the day before had made her seem
approachable. She wondered if he deliberately spoke to her in the mess hall in
front of them, to encourage the others to speak with her. It was rather funny,
as the guy appeared to have his little fan base.
Though from what she could tell he kept them all at a respectable difference.
Only Veronica was ever and always near him, something which made a few girls
furious. Though they never went against the "Queen," as she was dubbed by the
student body.
Still though Jinx found her first day a success.
Everything seemed rather fine and dandy, any worries about people finding out
her secret were rather nonexistent, as she laid on her bed.
'But nothing can be kept hidden forever.' Is what she told herself, as she
curled into a ball on her bed.
She laid there in the room, alone as her thoughts ran wild. Her breathes came
out in pants, as her chest felt heavy, constricted and she hissed to
herself. Her shoulders shook and her hands gripped her shoulders holding
herself, as her fingernails threatened to cut into herself. The girl felt her
tear ducts threatening to spill, though she closed her eyes and simply sang a
soft song to herself.
Soon she was able to calm herself and instead revert back to normal. It took a
little effort, but she was able to turn onto her back and stare up at the
ceiling. She looked up at the white surface, trying to distract herself, as she
instead got up and went to the window to close the blinds.
As she reached to shut them, she found something odd outside. At the edges of
the woodland, she spotted an orange thing standing around. It appeared to be a
person wearing a orange coat, but they were at the edge of the forest.
She looked at them trying to get a clearer look at their body. But the distance
and trees obscured them from her view and the girl watched them.
Jinx remembered something, her mind thinking back to what Christopher said
yesterday. 'It couldn't be.' She thought.
But there was someone there clearly wearing a bright orange coat. The girl
watched them and wondered why they wouldn't come near the girls dorms. She
thought that maybe it couldn't be Carol, but she hadn't seen any other student
here wearing a bright coat of any colour.
So what if it was the missing girl?
Could she really go to bed without confirming it or not? For all she knew that
might actually be her.
Making a hasty decision the teen grabbed her own dark coat and went to head
outside. She made sure to lock her door and silently crept to of the girls
dormitory. They took care not to be seen by anyone, whom was still up as she
left the building and went around the side to the back.
Once there she spotted the orange coat figure and watched them walking away,
into the forest. Whether from ignorance or simply forgetting about the
warnings, Jinx gave chase.
She started to sprint into the woods, following the orange coat in the dark
forest. Not once did she think to turn back or stop, as she followed the bright
jacket, deeper into the dark woods.
Like a moth drawn to flame, never knowing the dangers lurking ahead.
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