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Josh sits up and digs his nails into the dirt beneath him as he takes in his surroundings. His mouth falls open when he sees my outfit. He looks around and notices the other two people dressed like me.

“Hazmat suits,” he utters.

Instinctively, he crawls backwards, trying to escape from us.

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“My friends Faye, Shaylee, and I are going to have a little fun with you before I...we’ll just wait on that,” I snicker.

I nonchalantly retrieve a nail gun from my waist holster. “Hey Josh, you better get moving.” Sinister laughter rumbles in my chest. It's a laugh I don't recognize.

That’s because this isn’t me. This is out of character. But when someone rapes you and a crazy bitch cuts you open all in the same night, it makes you lose touch with reality.

He scrambles to his feet and sprints through the open field. It’s around one in the morning on a Saturday night. Perfect time to hunt down a motherfucker.

“How many women have you raped, Josh?” I ask in a calm voice.

“I’ve never taken advantage of a woman before,” he says as he runs.

“But you knew what you were doing. I highly doubt I was the first person the six of you raped. I call bullshit.”

I stop and shoot my weapon, a nail piercing through his back.

"Ah!" he cries out, trying to pull it out of his flesh.

“Girls, did you believe what he said?” I ask.

"Yeah, we don't believe him," Faye says defiantly.

“He’s fucking lying,” Shaylee spits.

They step beside me, we extend our weapons, and pull the triggers.

Josh howls in pain as his body falls to the grass.

“Who else?” I sneer.

"There was one other time...we fucked a girl during initiation," Josh confesses.

“Name,” I demand.

"Her name is Freanna Carver. She was a freshman when it happened,” he grumbles.

“You and your little buddies are proud of yourselves for taking what doesn’t belong to you.”

He looks up at us from his position on the grass, blood seeping from the wounds on his back.

"Did Norah tell you why she wanted you to do this?" I ask.

"She said you were sleeping with her fiancé. She hates you."

"I know. She hates me because he loves me. That bitch Nora despises me so much she cut me open and left me for dead," I roar.

I grind my boot into one of the nails embedded in his back, causing him to cry out in pain.

"You and your buddies tore me apart, and now I'm going to do the same to you."

I take a step back. "Girls, nail him down."

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