Good Girls Don't Die by Christina Henry

Author:Christina Henry [Henry, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2023-11-14T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

allieoop: Every villain might be the hero of his own story but that doesn’t mean he’s not completely wrong LOL

tyz7412: How do you know?

allieoop: Come on, you don’t think killing random people is wrong?

tyz7412: What if the killing isn’t random at all?

THEY ATE BREAKFAST, AND then Steve and Allie moved the furniture away from the front door while Madison sat with Cam. The morning sunshine seemed especially bright as Steve opened the door, blinding Allie for a moment until her eyes adjusted.

“I guess we know that way is east,” she said. “At least we can orient ourselves generally. I wish I knew what direction we came from, though. You really were out the whole time we were in the car?”

“Pretty much.” Steve shrugged, and then pointed at the barely visible track that led up to the cabin. “I don’t see why it matters, anyway. We can just follow this dirt road back to a main road.”

“Sure,” Allie said. “But it would be nice to know where we are, especially in relation to school. How long did we drive? Four, five hours?”

“Something like that,” Steve said, kneeling down to peer at the porch. “Hey, look, there are footprints here. Big ones.”

There were several clearly delineated muddy footprints on the porch. Allie frowned at the prints. They were large, and that reinforced the sense she’d had of the shadow through the window. But there was something wrong with them, the same sense of wrongness that she associated with the untreated wood in the closets. She just needed a minute to think, to put her finger on the problem.

Madison came to the door to see what they were doing. She shivered as she watched Steve follow the footprints off the porch and into the clearing in front of the cabin. Allie watched Steve, trying to catch the butterfly in her mind that kept flitting away.

“I can’t believe this is really happening,” Madison said, her voice sad. “Brad gone and Cam drugged and someone smashing up Brad’s car and then breaking the windows and everything. It doesn’t seem real, does it?”

“That’s it,” Allie said, snapping her fingers. “It doesn’t seem real. That’s the thing I’ve been trying to figure out. This doesn’t seem real. It’s like it’s all, I don’t know, staged or something.”

Steve, who’d been crouched on the ground trying to follow the pattern of footprints, stood up. “Staged?”

“Yeah,” Allie said. “Isn’t it weird that we were all knocked out in the car except for Brad? Isn’t it weird that this cabin seems strangely unfinished—no locks on the windows, untreated wood in the closets? Isn’t it convenient that we seem to be miles from anything, no lights of civilization in any direction? It’s like someone set up a half-assed horror movie scenario, then sent out a performer to terrorize us—someone conveniently large and looming, who would leave muddy footprints on the porch despite the fact that there was no rain last night and the ground is dry as a bone.”

Steve’s eyes had

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