I jumped up, throwing my book across the room and knocking my tea over. There was a scream trying to crawl out of my throat, but I managed to choke it down and breathe again.
“What the hell?” I questioned. I searched my memory but everything began to blur together. All I knew was that I found a body in the Arrow Woods, and the killer was still there. Ignoring the spilt tea, I jumped from bed and grabbed my cell phone, ready to call the police. But I had to stop myself.
How would I explain seeing that to them? Another idea struck, and I headed from my dorm, not even bothering to put my robe on.
The university still had a couple old pay phones hidden in it’s shadowy corners. Nobody used them anymore, and I prayed they were still functional. As I approached them I searched the lobby for anyone that might notice me, but found myself alone. I was behind the front desk, the woman there busy playing some game on her cellphone.
I picked the phone up quietly, keeping my eyes on the front doors, and dialled 911.
When they picked up I interrupted them and said, “There’s a body in the Arrow Woods, near the falls. The killer made a fire and they’re doing some sort of…ritual, I think. You should hurry.”
I felt sick. Every inch of my good natured being was ordering I answer the operator as they asked my name, but instead I hung up the phone. I licked my lips and closed my eyes a moment, allowing my hands to shake.
I took a deep breath. It was over now; I’d done my part.
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