A/N
This is the sequel to my story "primal lust". If you haven't read that story yet I suggest you read it first as I make many references to it in this story.
Please enjoy.
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"You have one new message," the answering machine was the first thing Jenny checked whenever she got home. After the events of last years attack she opted to put off school for the time being and just got a data entry job at a local insurance firm.
"Hey it's me. Just hoping you are still coming out tonight..." it was her best friend Chelsea. Chelsea and Jenny had been friends for as long as Jenny could remember. She has been a big help in Jenny's psychological recovery.
Jenny quickly showered and dressed and headed to the club to meet her friend. Since the attack she has since gotten a car so she will never be stuck like she was that night.
She dressed in a tight and skimpy pink dress. It had been a year since more than just the attack and she felt it was time to move on and find a guy to share her bed with tonight .
Jenny met up with Chelsea and the two gushed over their outfits. "I'm so glad you came," Chelsea said. the two chatted a bit more before entering the club.
The girls partied the night away enjoying the atmosphere and all the stares from the guys. Jenny was a knock out with her large shapely breasts and creamy white skin. Chelsea was no slouch but she couldn't hold a candle to Jenny.
As the night drew on Jenny decided she needed to freshen up but left her purse in her car. She left the club alone to go to the parking garage a block over and retrieve her purse.
Jenny was returning from her car when she heard a scream. "Chels?" she asked loudly. She walked closer towards where she heard the sound and gasped when she saw a woman on the floor surrounded by a pool of blood. A dead girl with no head wearing ... "oh god!" she blurted out. It was Chelsea. Her best friend had been decapitated. She tried to calm herself and close her eyes and remember all she was taught about reality testing. People who have been through the trauma Jenny had experience stress based hallucinations.
Her eyes closed she began to count to backwards from ten. She stood there for several seconds centering herself. it was only when her nerves calmed a bit more that she opened her eyes and was treated to the horrors of reality.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!" she screamed. The scene had not changed. Not. One. Bit. Jenny stood there frozen in fear. "No, It can't be. She can't be..." Jenny said as she stood watching her best friend lie headless in a pool of her own blood.
Jenny began to slowly move towards her friend's body. Against her better judgment she doesn't scream for fear it will hear her. She knows what did this... in her heart of hearts she knows.
Slowly she walked, inching her way to her friend's headless corpse. Caution increasing with each step. Her heart was beating so hard she felt her chest would explode. She kept moving forward until her stiletto heels were in the blood. She needed to get close. She needed to be sure.
"Bffs 4 life." It was the saying on the dead girls bracelet. The same saying on a bracelet Jenny wore almost all the time. A bracelet she was wearing right now. She remembered when they made them at camp when both girls were headed to fifth grade. It was Chelsea. Jenny's best friend is dead.
"Oh god," Jenny cried, "why is this happening?"
As she stood there she could hear nothing but the sound of her own heartbeat in her ears. That and the dripping. The parking garage was dead silent tonight and no one else seemed to be around despite all the cars around her. The dripping just seemed to get louder... closer.
She didn't want to turn to look. She really didn't. It was as if she were in a dream... or someone else's nightmare. Those eyes. The glowing eyes from before. From the forest.
