The name is Ava Jacobs. I'm eighteen years old and I go to Camp Point. I have the power of psychometry. It's not all that great. It kind of sucks actually. Not really sure of what I'd like to put here but honestly, I'm just not all that great.


@Lennon. 

lennon-clarke:

“What the fuck, Ava!?” Lennon gasped as he clenched his left side. He knew that Ava had her moments, but he’d never experience, let alone thought that she could go this far with it. “Let me go.” He said as he struggled to crawl backwards, his back hitting the tree that should have been his safe haven.

Ava released a laugh, slowly stepping in time with his as he backed away, crouching down to his level with a smirk on her face. “This is just too easy. Tell me Lennon, do you want to die?” she asked him, her voice haunting. “You’re already half way there, just let me finish off the job. After all, RJ is already dead. You two are a pair, one without the other just doesn’t seem right,” Ava added, lunging the blade into the soil right next to his leg. “Are you scared?”

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