We all glared at Chantelle's ghost, peering back at us.
She laughed and looked at me.
Chantelle's dirty hands and nails caressed my face through the screen.
Mark aimed his gun at the screen.
"Remember that you are a ghost, we have an advantage." Mark explained.
Zoë just walked up the screen and started whacking it with her bat.
Mark shot at the screens, damaging them all. Chantelle no longer could haunt us.
The noises we heard earlier started to get louder and louder.
We hard the rattling of cages, and hundreds of mutants were screaming.
Mark turned on the walkie-talkie and yelled to Y/N for backup.
Minutes later, my wife arrived with a shotgun and began shooting at the mutants.
Soon the mutants started breaking out of their cages.
Zoë screamed and started hitting them with all her might.
Mark began shooting, but he kept missing.
"What the hell, Mark?" Zoë sighed, snatching the gun out of his hands.
She started shooting at the mutants, barley missing most of the time.
We just stood there, watching.
Signs just looked at her spear, then dropped it.
Zoë finished, handing Mark the gun and cleaning the blood-covered bat with her shirt.
She slung it over her shoulder and walked away.
She turned around to see us standing there.
"Why are you just standing there?" she asked.
We coughed and looked around as if we weren't looking.
Mark turned on the walkie-talkie and told Y/N that the job was done and they didn't need backup.
Zoë looked at a map to find out where the power central was.
Mark soon got the power back on in no time, and we were able to see rest of the island easier.
Mark took out the walkie-talkie and told Y/N, Dan, and Phil that the power was back on.
Zoë went off to explore with Signe and I went with Mark.
Signe's POV
Zoë stood close by, bat in hand.
"So.." She said to break the silence.
"What?" I asked.
"Maybe you could tell me the story of that girl in the computer screen, you looked terrified of her."
I tried not to think of it, but she needed to know if Chantelle ever came back.
I let out a breath before telling her.
The story lasted forever, it felt like hours.
Zoë said, "I'm sorry for you, and I'm glad she's out of your life."
Zoë's POV
Signes phone rang and it read, "John❤️💞😘😍"
I thought "who the hell is John? I thought she was with Mark."
"Who's that?" I asked.
Acting like she didn't hear me, she picked up the phone and started talking.
"Not now!" Or "Can we talk later?" Were just a few of the things that came out of her mouth.
"Sorry, that was my dad.."
I stepped in front of her.
"That wasn't your dad. Who was that?"
She whispered "I have an affair with JacksFilms."
I was quite overwhelmed.
Mark was such a great person, and I didn't want him to be the "other guy".
I planned on telling him once we were in private.
"Please don't tell anyone." She pleaded.
"Sure. Won't be spoken of again." I told her.
"HEY DUDES WE FOUND A FUCKING BOAT!" Jack yelled from around the corner.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" I yelled back.
"OKAY!" He shouted and we followed him.
We had been saved from this terrible island.
And we were never coming back.