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GUYS HELP IM TRYING TO READ ISLAND OF THE SLAUGHTERED BUT I CAN'T FIND ANY LINKS PAST VICTIM #6 ON THE INTERNET ARCHIVE DOES ANYONE KNOW A MORE CONVENIENT WAY TO READ IT ...

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16th Victim: ???c̷̶҉̵̢͚̣̻̲̬͑̑͛͐̀͜͜͜͝͡͝͠H̴̶̵҉̨̡̛̼͎̫͓̒́̔ͩ͜͟͠͞͞r҉̵҉̛̠̩̥̋ͦ̆͆͟͞͡͞͠i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠Ṡ̷̢̫̞̻͈͋͛̓̅͜͜͜͠͠͠ m̴̵҉̸̲̗̰̼͗͌̃̇͟͟͟͠͞͠C҉͓̟͇̼͕̻ͭ͌ͩ̒͘͜͡͞͠l̶҉̰͚͖͕̍̈́̅͗̏̇͢͜͜͝E҉̰̰͎̆͞A҉҉̦̣̤͔̟̩̋̿̏ͦ̈́̍͟͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝???

chris mclean

TW: Horror Art

Did you really think you could run away this time?

And avoid the consequences again?

What a fool.

This is the punishment you deserve.

And you will be locked out of heaven for eternity.

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15th Victim

Backstory

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15th Victim: Heather Kasuga

“Heather’s Hair” - Cafeteria

“Rule #15: L̴҉̴͙͖̞̳̜̖ͣͧ̑̑͜͞͠͞͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞A҉҉̦̣̤͔̟̩̋̿̏ͦ̈́̍͟͠V̶̝̐̀͟͟͝E҉̰̰͎̆͞T҉̘͙͖̠̓ͦ͑̄͜͜͟͞H̴̶̵҉̨̡̛̼͎̫͓̒́̔ͩ͜͟͠͞͞e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠s҉̝̭̦͚̑ͯ̌͡l̶҉̰͚͖͕̍̈́̅͗̏̇͢͜͜͝A҉҉̦̣̤͔̟̩̋̿̏ͦ̈́̍͟͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝d҉̴̷̧̢̛̖͔̤ͯ̔̑̄͢͟͡͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝W̵̶̸̻̼͉̱̄͗ͭ͟͢͢͠”

TW: 🩸// Horror Art

Heather was a mean girl, but have you heard of her past? I don’t think so. You would think she deserved what she got, because until the end, she was a cold and selfish person. No. She was a kid. She begged and screamed for her life the night she was decapitated.

How about it, Chris?

Are you truly scared now?

Is it because she’s dead now? Because she’s one that can haunt you now?

You are correct.

The queen of mean is out there for your head.

So watch out out when you enter the cafeteria.

Because if you’re that hungry, you’ll get more than you’ve bargained for.

You’ll hear a sound of a clicking tongue.

You don’t know where it comes from, but the bothersome feeling it brings lingers.

You head towards the kitchen, and hearing a lock click is the cue.

It came from the fridge.

Resist the urge to approach it, it will only open on its own.

You look at what’s inside. Freeze.

You are met with a head with eyes opened, really intense ones staring right into your soul.

It was twitching in ways that will make you hurl.

You could see strands of hair moving and tangling and hanging the head from up high.

Groups of hair move together systematically like a spider hero’s webs.

You see it get closer every second.

What are your final words?

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14th Victim

16th / Last Victim

Backstory

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14th Victim: Courtney Satella

“Courtney was Caught” - Stage

“Rule #15: Never deny your wrongdoings.”

TW: Horror Art

Courtney was a strong woman with a strong determination to reach her dream of becoming a successful lawyer. She would defend the people who needed her, the innocent. She would have been the best lawyer around to defend you, but now, how can she when she’s caught by hooks?

It’a such a waste, to be honest.

She could have worked for you, you know?

Have you been hearing her lately?

She dances late at night on the stage.

You can hear her there, the pulling of ropes, the metal clanging of hooks, the creaking of floor boards.

The grunts of dissatisfaction.

I would call her a Noppera-bō, a harmless spirit that only minds its business.

But that’s wrong.

You’ll know when you’ve lied about what you’ve done.

You’ll know if you stay hidden behind the bleachers.

You’ll know when she catches your eyes in the bleachers.

So hold your tongue.

Never let her overhear words that contradict the truth, even if you think it's the truth, because she gets angered by lies.

You'll start to feel her presence, short brown hair in the corner of your eyes.

You cannot help it, as words tumble from your mouth, her shouts in your ears, the painful sensations of your skin being pierced.

Your words no longer your own, actions not your own, you're like a puppet.

And now your feet move in a dance you never learned the steps for.

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13th Victim

15th Victim

Backstory

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13th Victim: Harold McGrady V

“Blood Face Harold”

“Rule #13: Don’t mess with things that aren’t yours.”

TW: 🩸

Harold had so much potential in becoming an artist of battle. His intelligence together with some skills and knowledge in martial arts were proof of that, but still, he brought dishonor upon his name when he lost his own life in a real battle.

You are a greedy man, Chris.

You take what you want because you think you own the world.

You should trust me when I say you wouldn’t want to get anything from the toolshed.

No matter how much you need something.

Something lingers there.

But let’s say you need it badly. Go for it, then.

Take the risk. Look around. Search for that one item you need.

You hear a buzz, and it came from an old television.

Superimposed like burn-in frozen on the device is a screen you’re not familiar with.

A frame from an unnamed game you don't know, you’ve never played it before.

Take a closer look past the low quality pixelations. Look at the background. The assets. The characters.

You don't know the game, but you've seen it all before.

It’s Total Drama Island.

The screen warps.

Staring at you now is a pair of dark eyes.

Hyper realistic eyes.

"Game Over" The screen goes black.

It won’t turn on again.

You can't help but feel like you've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?

My theory? I say they won’t see you anymore on the next hour.

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12th Victim

14th Victim

Backstory

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12th Victim: Trenton Cooper

“Trent Resents” - Forest Left Side

“Rule #12: Never interrupt him.”

TW: 🩸/Horror Art

Trent has a love for music. We all know that. He wished to be a well-known guitarist one day. Instead, he was a fish caught in a hook. Now the only audience he can play to is the one in his imagination.

Chris, you know that, right?

Trent’s dream?

It’s your fault he can never pursue it anymore.

A musician's instrument is more than just junk.

A lifetime of practiced fingers making songs from wood and wire, putting a piece of their soul into the music he plays.

Do you think he’d let it go that easily?

He’ll let it slide just this once though.

It starts with a definite sound.

The soulful whine of a guitar string, picking out an irregular and unpleasant tune.

It repeats, like a song glued into your brain.

It then rises in pitch, causing you a headache and fatigue.

It's really no surprise if you’ve already stumbled into his web.

The thread of his vocal cords flay outward from his mouth.

His mouth is closed, but you could hear mumbling without his moving lips.

He stands from where he is.

You don’t know how, but he speedily walks your way.

There’s no point in running.

Just pray that hell or heaven lets you in.

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11th Victim

13th Victim

Backstory

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11th Victim: Devon Joseph Benson

The Forest King

“Rule #11: Don’t ever harm nature.”

TW: 🩸//Horror Art

DJ was a sweetheart who loved to cook food and care for animals. He loved his mother too, and his mother loved him as much. When he was pushed to roll down that hill, she was the last he saw when his life flashed before his eyes.

We all know your history with animals, Chris.

You starve them, neglect their needs, even hurting them for the sake of your ratings.

It’s an ultimate regret that you stepped foot on the island again.

Because the animals have an angel to protect them, and he won’t think twice in being a devil to you.

Just like an animal, he stalks his prey.

Very silent and careful.

A biting cold being the only thing that signals his approach.

Your breath crystallises in the air, as he pounces. They all pounce.

Rodents squirming and writhing.

Tails moving within his mottled poisonous flesh, conjoined, blackened and frostbitten.

A literal king of the forest.

Countless of blank eyes turn madly in their sockets, a chittering squeal and they all lock onto you.

All eyes staring into your soul, uncovering your sins.

Ever thought about how sharp animals’ teeth can be?

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12th Victim

Backstory

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9/10th Victim: Owen Burnham, Geoff Algolen

“Conjoined Blondes” - Medical Tent

“Rule #9: Give him what he wishes.”

“Rule #10: Give it to him now.”

TW: 🩸// Body Horror Art

Owen was one of the kindest people you could ever meet. He was a very honest boy, very hungry as well. A patient boy.

Geoff was a relaxed one, he is. He loved parties and throwing them. He’d invite anyone because he loved to share his joy with others. A chill person.

Watch as they lose their patience being combined together.

You must’ve thought of yourself as a generous man for adding a medical tent on the island, Chris.

Campers could get themselves treated whenever they’d get hurt by accidents.

But who planned to put them in accidents in the first place?

You’ll hear very loud grumbling from that tent.

You swear the ground shook when it did.

It’s the big guy. He’s hungry.

You enter the tent, and you’ll see one the most horrific scene displayed before your eyes.

There he was. No. There they were.

The big guy and the party boy.

Conjoined and sewn together grotesquely and messily, it almost made you retch up.

You hear their stomach grumble.

Go find some food and give it to them.

Can’t find any? Give them your body.

The party boy is impatient with you this time, and big guy is starving.

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8th Victim

11th Victim

Backstory

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8th Victim: Bridgette Summers

“Burnt Bridgette” - Campfire Area

“Rule #8: Don’t start a fight you can’t finish.”

TW: Burn Wounds/Horror Art

Bridgette loved surfing. She loved the waters. She loved everything about the ocean. It brings peace to her mind. Her suffering was the complete opposite of what she loved; being burnt alive.

Chris, I know it’s frequent for you to get into arguments.

But it’s always either they win or you give it up.

There’s an energy in that campfire pit.

Your temper begins to flare, and you feel a sensation of adrenaline.

If you can’t resist it, be smart about picking your battles and keeping your tone down.

Because she won’t forgive you for starting a fight you can’t finish.

She won’t forgive your for disrupting the peace.

Lord help if you lose.

She’s good at hiding.

She’ll wait until you’re away from your helpers before she strikes.

You’re only chance is to stare her down.

Seek out her reflection and meet her black eyes.

What she looks like varies; burned skin, ashes all over, burned hair, and burned clothes.

She’ll keep staring at you.

Have you played the staring contest?

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9/10th Victim

Backstory

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7th Victim: Noah Mudaliar

“Noah of the Waters” - Wawanakwa Lake

TW: 🔪/🩸Art

“Rule #7: Mind your business.”

Noah was used to being picked on. It doesn’t really bother him anymore. He just wished people would leave him alone. But not in the sense to leave him by himself in the forest. To be strangled and drowned by a murderer was not anything he could handle.

Don’t take gambles when you’re messing with the dead.

Chris, if that sounds like you, you just might be his type.

He has an eye for an easy mark.

Especially when you’re lost in his new home.

You’ve explored the forest to find no hope of escape.

Be suspicious of soft humming coming from near the pond in the woods.

It belongs to him.

You follow the voice, the darkness reaching for you very slowly, then you see him alone in the center of a lake.

His humming voice was soothing.

It was hypnotizing you.

It gave an unseasonable chill that crawls up your neck and gets you on your last nerve.

That’s how he plays the game, delicate and calm.

He gives you just enough rope to hang yourself.

You only have one choice.

You realize turning back won’t get you anywhere. You must go forward.

Do so very slowly, but stay out of reach.

Or he’ll drag you down to the depths of the river alongside him.

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8th Victim

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6th Victim: Tyler Kenard

“Stretch Neck Tyler” - Island

“Rule #6: Everything is okay.”

TW: Blood and Body Horror

Tyler was someone who wouldn’t make fun of anything about you. He was nice. Don’t you think it was funny that he feared chickens? It’s a good thing he was elongated in the pig pen instead.

Chris, if there’s something you don’t know about Tyler, it’s that he is not just a dumb jock.

He has feelings too.

Once you’re around where the pig pen is, you jump at the sudden loud and clear scream.

That’s when you’ll know he’s there.

You won’t see him for a while. But be cautious.

Trust me when I say he sees you.

Make no noise.

When moving, keep walking at a normal pace.

Pretend that scream didn’t bother you at all.

The grass shuffles as you walk.

You hear the scream again, this time, it sounded closer.

Keep walking. Keep calm.

That’s the smartest thing you can do.

You feel the rain start to drop.

Look up to see the stars that once guided you.

You’ve made it out of the forest.

Who knew what could’ve happened to you in there.

Just be glad you survived this one.

Just act like the rain wasn’t his tears.

Just pretend you did not just see his face staring from above you.

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7th Victim

Backstory

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Victim #5: Beth Yentsten

“Big Smile Beth” - Cabins

“Rule #5: Once you see her, don’t turn around.”

TW: Blood, Horror Art

Beth loves when she has company. She gets really excited when somebody wants to talk to her. She always puts a grin on her face to be approachable. The man didn’t like her smile. He helped by removing her braces.

Chris, we know how much you underestimate Beth.

I guess it’s justifiable.

But what you did to her wasn’t.

She was nice to you, wasn’t she?

She smiled at you. And she will continue to do so.

It starts off when you’re in the cabins.

You’ll hear a tap in the window.

You look outside, and that’s when you see her.

There she is, standing upside down with her hands from a distance.

She stares at you with a toothy smile, with wide unblinking eyes.

Your eyes only remain on her. She doesn’t move.

You look away for a moment to call for your helpers.

You look back, her face is now pressed against the window.

She breathes, the glass gets foggy.

Her whole face is pale, covered in blood, but she continues to grin widely at you.

You walk back, you are about to turn around.

She bangs on the window, and slowly shakes her head.

You feel warm breathing against your ear from behind you.

Listen to the girl out the window. Don’t turn around.

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4th Victim

6th Victim

Backstory

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4th Victim: Justin Kalani

“Justin of the Mirror” - Island

“Rule #4: Don’t look at his face.”

TW: Blood, Horror Art

Justin loved modeling. He liked showing his body off and getting away with things through pretty privilege. Everyone loved him, including himself. He could pull off any type of look. Maybe that’s why the man wanted it. People would steal anything these days.

Chris, have you heard about doppelgängers?

It’s said that everyone has one somewhere.

The first time you see him is unsettling.

You’ll see him in any object that can reflect you.

In waters, glassware, mirrors.

Even people’s eyes where you see yourself.

He stands like you, mimics your actions and gestures, a perfect impression.

Except for the fact that his face is a raw and bloody canvas of muscles.

Dare look closer, and you could see the pulsating veins that snake their way across the exposed tissue.

His eyes, devoid of eyelids and lashes—

They stare at you with a haunting and vacant intensity.

From then on, it shadows you closely.

A constant mimic by your side.

You feel motion as it repeats your actions.

The mutters as it echoes your words.

Until eventually, he speaks before you do.

Moves before you do.

You see it now. You see your face on the other side.

He answers to your name. It’s his name now.

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5th Victim

Backstory

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3rd Victim: Sadie Unda

“Overgrown Sadie” - Forest Path

“Rule #3: Be aware of the differences.”

TW: Blood, Body Horror Art

Katie was Sadie’s best friend. Sadie was Katie’s best friend. They grew up and did everything together. They faced almost the same problems with one another, but this was the challenge of their life. It really did hurt for Katie to watch as the man feeds Sadie to the wolves.

Chris, is there anything else you know about Sadie?

Other than being someone’s best friend?

Did you know that she loved peonies?

Since the last time you’ve been in the island, plants have started to overgrow on the abandoned.

There are veins almost everywhere.

As well as mushrooms and bushes of flowers.

She stalks among them.

Upon entering the forest, you’ll hear feint rustling behind you.

You’ll turn back, and you’ll begin to ponder.

“Were there flowers there before?”

You can’t tell.

You continue to walk, and it’s the same thing happening over and over again.

She doesn’t want you to go anywhere.

Not after what you’ve let it done to her.

For one moment, you look at her from a safe distance.

You look again, and she’s much closer to you now.

You better keep an eye on the right thing.

Or else you won’t see her coming.

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2nd Victim

4th Victim

Backstory

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2nd Victim: Lindsay Top

“Silent Lindsay” - Cliff

“Rule #2: Backstabbers get what they deserve.”

TW: Blood, Body Horror Art

Lindsay trusted a lot of people. She considered them friends. One of those people was Chris. But why did he leave her there to get her mouth sewn shut? Why did he leave her there to get thrown off a cliff? Why did he leave her there to deform her face?

How do you feel, Chris? Do you feel scared?

Is it because the guilt is catching up to you?

Or is it because you feel as if you’re being followed?

Oh yeah. You know you’re being followed.

She doesn’t waste any time appearing herself in front of you.

She doesn’t even try to hide herself.

She’s just there. Watching your every move.

Her mouth is grotesquely sewn shut.

One of her eyeballs have popped out of her socket.

One of her ears are missing.

A stick is plunged right at her forehead.

Do what you want.

Stare at her or run away.

Either choice, she’ll eventually begin walking towards you in a speedy pace.

She catches you, you’re done for.

You run, she follows.

It’s then that you realize you’re atop a cliff, cornered at the very edge. She planned this.

You see her figure as she walks closer.

Do it. Jump. See if you’ll land on the water or the land.

You won’t survive either way.

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3rd Victim

Backstory

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1st Victim: Ezekiel Miller

“Hide and Zeke” - Island

“Rule #1: Find him quickly.”

TW: Blood, Body Horror Art

Ezekiel was just a home-schooled boy who lived in a farm. He had so much things to learn about the world. It was a shame when he was found hiding under his bunkbed. And on the lifeguard chair. And in the kitchen cupboards. And in a tree hole all at once.

Chris, have you heard about it?

About his love for hide and seek?

It was one of the few outdoor games he knew how to play.

You will hear a whisper in your ear. A mumble.

You won’t know what it says the first time.

Don’t ignore it.

Listen to it carefully.

As you walk on the island, the mumbling will be more clear.

Keep paying attention.

Once you make out the words, “Find my hand.”

Find it. Search everywhere. Quickly.

You will be given an amount of time to do so.

He’ll repeat this in rounds to you.

“Find my leg.”

“Find my arm.”

“Find my torso.”

“Find my head.”

Different parts of him you must look for.

If you do find them, he’ll leave for a while.

If you don’t, find yourself a good place to hide.

Because he’ll be the one looking for you.

And he’s really good at this game.

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2nd Victim

Backstory

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Island of the Slaughtered

(Art with some lore)

One day in the year 2007, twenty-two teenagers from different backgrounds had gone to participate in what was supposed to be a reality show called Total Drama Island hosted by Chris McLean.

Isolated in a land surrounded by waters of sharks, made to be far from society, stuck to live in an old camp site, amidst people who are very different from you. Could it get any worse? Unfortunately for the campers, it sure did.

Because of the poor inspections meant to torment the participants, they did not know of the man in the woods. It hasn’t even been two days when the killings began to occur. All twenty-two campers were left behind in the island with a murderer on the loose. No hope. No help. Nothing. The self-centered host together with his crew immediately fled from the island when the first kill was discovered, and he remained missing from the public after.

Reports have been made from the family of the missing teenagers, but not much was done since the location of the island was never mentioned to anyone. What happened to the campers remains a mystery.

A month later, Chris arrives back on the island. He brought two people with him for help.

“It’s been a while, McLean. You left them there to rot. Why are you here again? Because of guilt? Because of sympathy? Or is it because you can’t stand the blames being sent to you for something you did? You’re just doing this because you miss being the good guy in the eyes of others. Who cares anyway? Just find them. Hope you find good news. And pray you don’t end up the same way you think they did.”

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1st Victim