You're Not Supposed to Die Tonight

by Kalynn Bayron

A good final girl always makes sure the generator, no matter how ancient, has fuel and is in good working order.

I make a note to cuss out Felix, Jordan, and Heather the next time I see them. Professionally, of course. Very professionally cuss them out.

Bezi leans close to my ear. “Are the straights okay?” I have to cover my mouth to keep from laughing. “Absolutely not.”