Nikki goes back for her shirt

From Create Your Own Story

"My shirt," Nikki says as soon as you and she are safe.

"What?" you say. The last thing you are thinking about is Nikki's shirt. You look at her.

She is standing next to you, still covering her breasts with her hands, looking at you in a way that suggests that she might be mad at you. "I have to get my shirt," she says. "I can't go around like this."

"There's a masked man with a machete out there," you say. "I can't imagine he's friendly. Would you rather go around with your tits hanging out, or would you rather be dead?"

"I have to get my shirt," Nikki says. That's the problem with Nikki, you think: she's absolutely gorgeous, with long dark brown hair, gray eyes and clear skin, and she has magnificent tits, but she isn't very bright, and once she gets hold of an idea, it is like moving mountains to get her to let go of it.

"It's too dangerous," you say. "That creep is still out there."

Nikki frowns. "I'm sure you scared him off. And thanks for ruining my bra, you jerk. Eighty dollars gone for good."

"I'll buy you two bras if you stay put," you say.

Nikki shakes her head. "I'm going to get my shirt," she says. "But I shouldn't have to. A true gentleman would get it for me."

"I'm a gentleman," you say, "but I'm not stupid or suicidal."

"Fine!" Nikki says. "I'll get it. But you can forget about getting anything from me." She spins on her heels and stalks off through the camp. She's walking fast. It doesn't take her long to walk to the other end of the camp, and disappear into the darkness beyond the reach of the lights.

You think about following her. You can't believe the clueless little bitch is so insistent on risking her life for a stupid shirt. On the other hand, you don't want anything bad to happen to her. After a few minutes, you set out after her.

You've made it about halfway through the camp when you hear Nikki's scream penetrate the night. You start running.

When you reach the spot where Nikki's screams came from, you see that she found her shirt. It didn't do her any good, however. The killer apparently used it to wipe blood off his blade after butchering her. She's lying on her back, eyes open and looking at the sky, body scarred with several deep slash wounds.

• The killer attacks you
• The killer has fled, but you meet Andrew and Jackie
• Chris has heard the screams and investigates

Slasher's Body Count:
Live:You (a guy who likes girls), Tomas, Andrew, Chris, Jackie
Dead:Nikki