Bear to the left, and race down the path

From Create Your Own Story

You turn sharply to the left, and begin charging down the path. It has twists and turns, but no trees to block your way. You can't move quite as fast now that a portion of your intestines are flopping out of a hole in your belly, but you maintain a respectable rate of speed.

The voice seems to come from above you this time. "Good girl. You learn quickly. Maybe I'll turn you instead of killing you, as a reward for being resourceful and smart."

You slow up for a moment to negotiate a particularly twisty section of path, then accelerate back to full speed as a fairly long straightaway appears.

Turn me? As in... make me like him?

You're not sure you want that, even if is the only way to avoid being killed.

But you don't have time to consider it, as the path suddenly forks in front of you.

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