Kayla's Massacre: Part 3

Amy Lawson had been working out every day for the past three months to achieve a body worthy of showing off in her bikini. As it turned out, Chika Lee had a more hourglass-like figure, Reina Peters had a better butt, and Arianne Ray had better legs. She'd thrown off her shirt, ready to show off to her friends, but they'd also disrobed to reveal better bodies than her.

It was disappointing, but she didn't dwell on it. She was here to have fun, and three months of exercise left her feeling great, both physically and mentally.

"Where's Rachel and them?" Chika said. She had blond hair bleached nearly white by the sun. Looking at it directly was painful at some angles.

"Dunno," said Amy. "They said they were gonna try out one of the tunnels. You guys wanna do the tunnels too?"

"Sure," said Reina. Arianne and Chika nodded their consent, and Amy led them away from the locker rooms and toward the tunnels. They passed a single employee on their way, a redhead somewhere in her mid-teens. She greeted them and turned them away from an out-of-order tunnel with a blue tarp over it and its exit pool. They grabbed a four-person tube from three pools down and carried that to the top of the stairs.

"It's hot," said Arianne, tugging at her shirt.

"Then take off your shirt," said Reina."

"No, dude."

"Why?"

"I don't have anything under it."

"You have no tits?" Chika said. "Still?" She fondled her own. Arianne elbowed her.

"No, I just don't have a swimsuit underneath."

"Honestly?" said Amy. "Who gives a fuck? Actually, you know what?"

At the top of the stairs, just outside the tunnel, Amy let go of the tube and threw her bikini top aside.

"Let's do it naked," she said. "There's no one here but us."

Chika looked around. She peeked over the railing and looked down over the enormous water park. Indeed, it seemed relatively empty. She pulled off her top as well and stepped out of her bottom. She cast her sarong aside as well.

"We'll have to remember to come back and get our stuff," said Reina as she stepped out of her shorts. Three naked girls turned to Arianne, who blushed. She slowly removed her shirt, then her bikini bottom. She covered herself with her arms for a moment before seeing the rest of them relaxed, and calmed down herself.

"C'mon," said Amy. "In the tube."

"This is kinda risqué," said Reina. "I like it."

"You're an exhibitionist," said Chika. She added, "Well, so am I, I guess."

"It's only fun because it's risky," said Amy. "If everyone here was naked, we'd probably find some other way to make it more sexual."

"Probably," Chika agreed. The four of them stepped into the tube and Amy pushed them off. Almost instantly, it was pitch black save for spots of light dribbling in through tiny holes in the top of the tunnel. Amy gripped the handles of the tube, then swung her feet out, accidentally clipping someone's head in the process.

"Ouch," said Reina. "What are you doing?"

"Surfing," said Amy. She tried unsuccessfully to balance on her feet, and ended up just holding on to the tube for support. "Guys," she said. "Let's get out and climb back up."

"How?" said Reina.

"The sides of the tunnel are dry. Use your hands as brakes and let the tube go without us."

Amy brought a hand up and tested it against the dry side of the tunnel. She released the tube and balanced successfully for a moment before catching the wall with her other hand. She slid to a stop. Her hands burned a bit, but it wasn't too bad.

"Everyone here?" Amy said.

"Here," said Reina.

"And me," said Arianne.

From further down the tunnel, Chika called, "I'm down here!"

"Climb!" Amy called down. "Meet us at the top!"

Amy began her climb. Several feet behind her, she heard Reina and Arianne coming as well.

"Your cunt is in my face," said Reina.

"Your face is in my cunt," said Arianne. "Be patient."

A minute of climbing passed. Then five.

"This is taking forever," said Chika, who had caught up by now. "Should we just go down?"

"If you want," said Amy. "I'll meet you at the bottom."

"All right," said Chika, and then she was gone.

"I'm gonna go down too," said Reina. Amy heard her slide away.

"I'm coming all the way up," said Arianne. "We've gotta be almost there."

***

Chika heard the noise further down the slide, but couldn't quite tell what it was. It sounded like machinery, so she guessed it was something pumping water into the slide. She kept sliding. Behind her, she heard Reina attempt to stand and surf like Amy had.

"We were probably, like, ten feet from the top," she said.

"Maybe," said Chika. "But it's more fun to go down a slide than up it."

"You wanna go on one of those waterfall-climbing things next?"

"Yeah, actually."

The machinery sounds drew closer and closer until Chika felt her toes hit something. All her momentum stopped, and then the pain shot up her legs. She screamed. Something was destroying her feet, like two heavy gears grinding her between them. She tried to pull herself away, but the machine had too tight a grip on her.

"Climb!" she screamed to Reina, but it was too late. Reina slid into the thing as well, face first. Chika heard a loud, wet pop as the machine crushed Reina's head. She felt blood and a bit of brain splatter against her shins, and then her shins disappeared into the machine. She kept screaming, hoping someone would hear her and turn the machine off. It was useless. She knew she was going to die, and yet she fought it. She tried harder and harder to pull herself up, but failed no matter what she did. The machine was eating her thighs now. She gave one last, pathetic scream, and then she passed out from the pain.

***

Blood joined the water flowing down the rest of the slide. A tarp activated preemptively and blocked the gory mess coming down the slide from prying eyes. Glops of gore and ground meat followed the blood down and soiled the exit pool with a splash. Three video cameras caught it all, and one on the meat grinder, configured to see through the dark, recorded Chika and Reina's corpses being slowly converted to raw meat. Chika had died long before the grinder ate her heart, or even arrived at her torso. Reina had died immediately. Her ground brain was the first thing in the exit pool. Inside the grinder, each section of the girls was smashed to bits in a series of spinning blades and grinders. The ground bits dripped to the bottom, where they slid down a pipe and were dumped back into the tunnel to finish their journey. They joined several glops of unrecognizable red and pink gore in the pool below.

***

Kayla saw a sandy-haired girl emerge from the top of the slide, completely naked. She approached the girl while her back was turned. She was leaning over the tunnel entry, calling for a friend. Kayla set up her video camera and readied her knife. She took a few steps forward, grabbed the girl's hair, and slit her throat. She sputtered up blood and her hands flew up to her neck. Kayla shoved them down, grabbed the girl's head in her arms, and gave it a twist. Her neck gave a wet crack as it snapped. Kayla dragged her off to the side of the tunnel.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," said another girl's voice from the tunnel. "Just because you can climb fast doesn't mean I can."

Kayla set to work. She sawed at the dying girl's neck with her knife. She severed a jugular and blood sprayed out in her face.

"Almost there, Amy. Almost there."

Kayla pulled and the dead girl's head—Amy's head—came off. Kayla smiled to herself, kissed the dead girl's lips, and stood off to the side. She waited. The second girl emerged from the slide and saw the video camera first. She didn't even see the knife. Kayla plunged it into the back of her neck and pulled hard to the side. Before the second girl could get her hands up to her neck, Kayla turned the knife around and cut through the other side of her neck, decapitating her in what she wanted to believe was record time. Not that anyone but her or Bart or Alyssa would measure that.

Decapitating her so fast meant her head would still be alive. Kayla let the girl's body drop to the ground and turned her head to face her.

"Hey," she said. "Turns out the Summermount Slaughter is a girl. Imagine that."

The girl's head took a break from frantically looking around to focus her eyes on Kayla.

"If you'd gone down, you'd have had a much more painful death. Good thing you came to me. Oh, hey, look."

Kayla turned the girl's head to look at Amy's corpse. Her head lay in a pile of discarded swimwear, soaking it all with blood.

"Really, the only way you'd have survived is by staying home today. Unfair, that, but that's just the way it goes."

The second girl's head died a few seconds later. Kayla tossed it into the swimsuit pile, washed herself off in the tunnel water, collected her camera, and headed back down the stairs. At the bottom, she pulled a chain out and blocked access to the tunnel. She headed for the exit pool and peeked under the tarp. The last few bits of the two less fortunate girls were coming down the tunnel. Most of them floated in the pool already, illuminated by the flashes of the cameras as they took pictures. She set the tarp back down and began wandering again.

Twelve to go.