[hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/RJSOPbm.png[/img] [b][code]Thompson Lumber Mill Inc.[/code][/b][hr] The party in the VIP lounge was still in full swing, and the kids of Farmer Hill were having the time of their lives. Free from the ties of the world for just one night. Though, a door opened from the part of the sawmill that the kids abandoned - mostly due to how freaky it was, and how it killed the party vibe. The door slowly creaked open, and a hand squeezed in the space to grab onto the other side. A veiny hand at that, the veins were jet black. The door was forced open, to reveal the sheriff's son... but he had huge bulging veins all over his body, as his muscles were pumped up a lot more. He seemed to be taller, too. His eyes were a glowing red color as he damn near fell over as the door opened. "Hey, buddy..." A boy said, who noticed him falling over, and his veins. "You okay, dude? Don't tell me you caught an STD fro-" The sheriff's boy looked up at him, and he caught sight of his red eyes, and before he could stumble backwards out of shock, his neck was firmly clenched. He was held above the corrupted boy's head. And in an instant, his neck was snapped. The party stopped when his lifeless body was thrown into the crowd. Everyone was staring in abstract horror, as the sheriff's son began rushing forward - swinging the lumber axe with such speed and strength that people were bifurcated. Suddenly, the party became a massacre as people were cut to bits and pieces... the sheriff's boy barely batted an eye as one death became ten in less than a minute. [hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/puXkAoM.png[/img] [sup][@Scarescrow][@Defacto][/sup] [b][code]Thompson Lumber Mill Inc.[/code][/b][hr] In the middle of his thing with Lee, a friend of Samson walked up; Julia Otter. One of the outcasts of the town that had taken a liking to Samson. They talked a bit, but the girl was a bit awkward... and that showed in how she just said "Hi" while he was tryna' help Lee. That was weird, but Samson didn't have time to really fret over it. "Hey, Julia," Samson replied in a singsong, and Lee offered her his hand, greeting her as well in his drunken stupor. Samson awkwardly smiled at Julia, as he said, "Yeah, he had a bit too much to drink..." He awkwardly laughed, as he looked to the door. "Actually, know what? We should get some fresh air ," Samson said as he turned towards the door, "Fresh air's great, ain't it?" He then turned to Julia, "We can talk out..." Samson was cut off when he heard the scream echo throughout the roof, he turned his head around to see blood, and people running from some lunatic with an axe. It was something out of a shitty horror movie, people were dying, and he wasn't stopping. Blood was everywhere as Samson's fight or flight kicked in almost instantly. "Julia, c'mon!" Samson said as he pulled Lee hard as he could... the maniac with the axe was swinging towards him. Shit was so crazy, that he hardly even knew what was going on. "It's going to be okay!" Though, he felt something [i]burning[/i]... [hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/pzvcW5L.png[/img] [sup][@Zombiedude101][/sup] [b][code]Thompson Lumber Mill Inc - Interior[/code][/b][hr] Kimberly nodded her head, and followed along behind Nate. She wasn't sure whether or not she should even trust him, but it was better than wandering around the mill. Alone. With drunk kids running around. Yeah, at least she could try to hide behind him. Kimberly shook her head for a moment as she followed through the dark confines of the lumber mill. Kimberly found all of his quips somewhat annoying, but she kept with him. Following behind him until they made it to the door. Rolling her eyes at the comment about roofing, and opening the door. Now, all Kimberly wanted to do was find Jordan and leave... this party was giving her a headache. Right when he opened the door, he suddenly stopped and looked around as if he was freaked out. He screamed, and backed into Kimberly, knocking her the hell over given his greater frame. She fell on her ass again, but only this time her glasses fell off. She quickly scrambled to find them - because like hell she's going to lose her glasses again. "The hell?!" Kimberly said. That was when the music stopped, and the screaming started, and she froze. Hoping that she wasn't hallucinating again.