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ww journal
[on her body (or what remains of it), if searched, can be found shauna's ever-present companion -- a journal. it's the one she's kept since october began, splattered with blood and fraught with torn-out pages. any doubts expressed about whether it was actually her, whether everyone's right, whether this is just who she is through and through have been torn out and burned.
what remains: an uncharacteristically sparse account of events, at least as they relate to the yellowjackets: who accused and voted for misty, who accused and voted for shauna herself. on the next page, a bold, savagely scratched header:]
IF I DIE:
[beneath that, a bullet-pointed list of everyone who'd voted shauna and, at the bottom:]
You know what you did. You knew what could happen and you didn't care. You decided suspicions were enough to send me to death.
Hope you're happy now.
[on the next page --]
If I die, nobody's allowed near my body without Misty there. Nobody's allowed to examine it or investigate or whatever the fuck without her. And when you're all done, she can do whatever she wants with what's left.
She knows how to honor one of us.
Misty, Lottie, Mel, Jackie: I'll be back, they said. If anyone messes with you guys, they're getting added to that list. If you need to trust anyone, trust Harry, Tim, Lestat and Dom.
Everyone else: You were right about one thing. I was the Antler Queen, in Mel's memories. I was their queen. It's better you went after me, but you fucked up saying it was Nat. It would've never been Nat. I will never, never forgive you for that.
And you know what I'm capable of, now.
See you soon.
what remains: an uncharacteristically sparse account of events, at least as they relate to the yellowjackets: who accused and voted for misty, who accused and voted for shauna herself. on the next page, a bold, savagely scratched header:]
IF I DIE:
[beneath that, a bullet-pointed list of everyone who'd voted shauna and, at the bottom:]
You know what you did. You knew what could happen and you didn't care. You decided suspicions were enough to send me to death.
Hope you're happy now.
[on the next page --]
If I die, nobody's allowed near my body without Misty there. Nobody's allowed to examine it or investigate or whatever the fuck without her. And when you're all done, she can do whatever she wants with what's left.
She knows how to honor one of us.
Misty, Lottie, Mel, Jackie: I'll be back, they said. If anyone messes with you guys, they're getting added to that list. If you need to trust anyone, trust Harry, Tim, Lestat and Dom.
Everyone else: You were right about one thing. I was the Antler Queen, in Mel's memories. I was their queen. It's better you went after me, but you fucked up saying it was Nat. It would've never been Nat. I will never, never forgive you for that.
And you know what I'm capable of, now.
See you soon.