You're Not Supposed to Die Tonight by Kalynn Bayron

Author:Kalynn Bayron
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781526658487
Publisher: Bloomsbury
Published: 2023-06-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

I don’t even breathe as the boards continue to creak. Bezi’s fingertips dig into the skin on my forearm as a terrified grimace carves its way across her face. I press myself closer to her as we stare up through the boards. Dust from the floor above filters down.

Suddenly, Javier steps on the back of my heel as he shoves past me and takes off in the direction of the lodge. I grab Bezi by the hand and pull her along behind me as I race after him.

“Kyle!” I yell without looking back. “C’mon!”

I sprint down the tunnel, bumping my shoulder on the wall as I flail in the dark. I shove Bezi up the ladder and turn to see Kyle barreling toward me. I scramble up the ladder and Kyle follows. As soon as Kyle clears the hatch, I slam it closed. Kyle stumbles to his feet while Javier and Bezi drag a bunch of chairs and the coffee table over the top of the hatch to keep it shut. I quickly lock the front doors and pull the curtains closed.

“Who was that?” Javier asks as he struggles to catch his breath.

“Are we gonna talk about how you were gonna leave us to die?” Kyle says angrily. “I’ve never seen anybody run that fast.”

“But did you die?” Javier asks.

“Everybody just calm down for a minute!” I say as I try to think straight. “Just wait. Okay. That security camera was smashed and somebody was definitely in the boathouse, right?”

Everyone nods in agreement.

“What is going on?” Bezi asks. “Do you think it was that lady—Ms. Keane?”

“Why would she come back?” I move to the window and peek through the curtains. “And if she’s here, that means Porter, Tasha, and Paige won’t find her at home. If she wasn’t there, they should have come straight back.” I have a clear view of the boathouse from the front window of the lodge.

Javier peers out the window beside me. “I don’t see anybody.”

I try to call Tasha, but I don’t have a single bar’s worth of reception. Shoving the phone back in my pocket, I look out the window again.

“Maybe it was a wild animal,” Bezi offers.

Javier huffs. “Yeah, okay. A raccoon just happens to be standing on top of the hatch. What about the camera? A raccoon did that too?”

“I’m not saying it was a damn raccoon,” Bezi says angrily. “I’m just saying. Who would do that? What for?”

A gust of wind blows through the pine trees, making their boughs rock and sway in the fading afternoon light. The front door of the boathouse bounces open as a blustery gale engulfs the structure. My heart pounds against my ribs so hard that it hurts, and my stomach sinks.

“You didn’t lock it?” Javier asks.

I glance at him, then back to the boathouse. “I did.”

With the door open, I can see that a decommissioned canoe has fallen out of its rack and is resting directly on top of the hatch.

Javier lets the air hiss out from between his teeth.

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