[b][code]The Campsite - Infirmary.[/code][/b][hr]
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[@Surtr Inc] - Justin
[@FernStone] - Rien
[@OppositionJ] - Callie
[@Majoras End] - Madeline
[@Duoya] - Chad
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There was a moment of ease, the ploy began to work wonders once David's nameless friend ran to the door, emptying their stomach along the side of the wooden wall to which David averted his gaze from - as did Justin, he noted. His friend then began to shuffle towards the back door, to the confusion of David, then stopped to beckon him over along with him. David looked back to the drunk, who was being watched by the nurse, then back to Justin.

[i]"What..?"[/i] he mouths to his summoner - a frown of confusion, hidden from the nurse was growing from his face, forehead in particular.
Then the cries and screams began, not like a chick-flick where the main lead screams as she's pushed over by her friends - neither a scream of surprise or joy... this was something much shallower and selfish, as though the group of criers were all thinking the same selfish though, a second without the consideration of others. The sound perpetuated through David's ears, his head tilted so that his ear faced as close to the point of origin as it could. His eyes open yet he did not see with them - he was attuned to the sound from the surprise, if only for a second.

[i]"...What?"[/i] he repeated, this time to himself rather than to Justin. "What was-"

His associate had by then scrambled to the door, pulling the drunk back in before closing the enterance way, sucking in hard and then commanding out;
"Everyone stay down!" he continued, "I have an idea." 
Then the lights went out.

"Justin, what's happening?" David asks, The stress in his voice as clear as the confusion on his face earlier. He places the drunk comfortably on the ground before perking back up into a stand and continuing, "Ja-"
Again he is cut off, this time by the clutter and assembling of several others on the other side of the door, people from outside attempting to enter. Lacking lights from within, the campfire truly the only source of illumination to see the figures with, even then their fronts were not lit - they seemed black and without the finer features of humans, their eyes and brows could not be seen from this side of the wall that separated us from them. Justin opened the door with a click of the lock, ushering them inside before locking the door again after the last entered. He brought out his phone and shone the lit screen to his face, pressing his free finger to his lips as a gesture of silence to the newcomers.

"Okay, what we're gonna do is keep the lights off, and wait this out," Justin said to the collective around him, "If we don't catch whatever the fuck is out there's attention, we should get through this. Got it?" His voice barely travelling to David's ears, he was speaking so softly.

[i]"Justin. What the hell is doing on?"[/i] the words travel like a hiss as they ring out, David was confused, stressed, worried and scared - he wasn't happy with being in the dark. Instead of a response the boy shifted the light of his phone screen beyond and behind David. The Nurse stood, gloss-eyed and carrying a cut-throat smile. "... It's all so useless! [i]So[/i] why try!?" she screams, lunging at David.

Her hand grabs his collar, to which he begins to push away from.
Her other hand thrust forwards and then across David with a slash.
A glint within the Nurse's hand reflected from the phone light.
David's mouth began to open. His arms rose to protect his face which he turned away from the event out of instinct. A moment passed, David pushed away at the deranged woman elbowing her in the face as he reached for any part of her to grab and push further away, that was when he saw his arms, a cut on each - pushed together they would create one, much longer cut. Blood began to seep from the wound in an increasing magnitude as he struggled more and more.

"Get away!" he shouts, his frantinc movements ending with his fist colliding with her face.