✧・゚𓂃 GALE.
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✧・゚𓂃 GALE.
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ℐ⠀⠀⠀will⠀⠀⠀survive⠀⠀⠀but⠀⠀⠀I’ll⠀ ⠀⠀𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑟͟𝑒͟𝑐͟𝑜͟𝑣͟𝑒͟𝑟.⠀
December 14, 2025 at 3:36 AM

⠀+ could have been so much worse. 〝 I should call Sidney soon﹐ see where she is. It’s not safe for her. Maybe it’s all an elaborate trap for us﹐ I don’t know. For her.. 〞 Eyes close briefly as she lets out a sigh. 〝 This doesn’t end for us﹐ does it ? 〞
November 4, 2025 at 2:52 PM

⠀+ going to lift your sleeve﹐ alright ? 〞 She says﹐ looking at him for a second before doing it. 〝 Brace yourself. 〞 She rips open a small squared packet containing a wet napkin; dabbing his wound gently﹐ then applying ointment and following the rest of the steps to clean a wound.
November 3, 2025 at 3:37 PM
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⠀⠀+ Dewey and sits down next to him. 〝 I’m fine﹐ 〞 she says﹐ though it’s not necessarily confirmed in azure gaze. She was worried﹐ about them﹐ about Sidney﹐ about what this killer would do next.

Opening the first aid kit﹐ she grabs the necessities to clean a flesh wound. 〝 I’m +
November 3, 2025 at 3:37 PM

⠀⠀+ there’s gotta be a first aid kit in here somewhere—— She doesn’t answer him at first﹐ just starts looking around for what she believes is in here.

It’s a woodsboro motel. They had to have first aid kits. Finally finding a tiny one under the sink﹐ Gale makes her way back over +
November 3, 2025 at 3:37 PM

⠀⠀+ coming. Jesus﹐ what the fuck was that ? 〞 She says﹐ looking up and around to make sure the killer didn’t come back before she looks at Dewey’s wound.

〝 How bad does it hurt? It doesn’t seem like it’s too bad. 〞
November 2, 2025 at 10:16 PM

⠀+ going to his wound﹐ ichor painting porcelain crimson. She pushes the gun to him and quickly stands up﹐ running over to her cell phone and quickly dialing 911﹐ barking orders into the phone to get them out here immediately before she’s back at Dewey’s side.

⠀〝 They’re +


November 2, 2025 at 10:16 PM

⠀⠀+ finally finds it﹐ and the knife is quickly coming down on Dewey. Gale quickly begins shooting﹐ screaming.
November 2, 2025 at 6:35 PM

⠀+ hangs up﹐ and Gale sets the phone down then walks towards Dewey before a killer rounds the corner and slams himself into Dewey﹐ with every intention of knocking the gun out of his hand.

Gale screams﹐ running to her suitcase to find her gun﹐ somewhere buried in there﹐ she +
November 2, 2025 at 6:35 PM

⠀+ a﹐ as he put it﹐ 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯. Gale stared at Dewey the entire time﹐ before the door handle began to twist—— and she didn’t lock the door when she shut it again.
November 2, 2025 at 6:01 PM

⠀+ case——

〝 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨﹐ 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐞. 〞 Gale looks up﹐ panic in her eyes but a new type of determination all in one. She clutches the phone and speaks again. 〝 What do you want ? 〞 The killer began to tell her what he wanted: which was her﹐ Sidney and Dewey reunited for +
November 2, 2025 at 6:01 PM

⠀+ far too long﹐ she was more than that﹐ like she always was. It almost hurt to open the door. She did it﹐ and just as she was about to speak—— the phone to her motel rang.
November 2, 2025 at 3:48 PM