Disclaimer: I do not own Ginger Snaps or any of its characters. I'm simply borrowing them.
The Other Voice
Brigitte sat in the library surrounded by books on anything remotely related to curing the lycanthrope disease. She hid in the stacks far back so not to be disturbed. Nobody ever came to the Paleontology Section.
She read a section about Wolfsbane and its cousin Monkshood. Brigitte was flooded by memories about making the Monkshood with Sam, with her only friend other than Ginger. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a shadow on the floor. She was ready for Ginger's harsh criticism today, let her cut her down, tell her that she should just give in or give up.
Ginger's voice never came, instead the figure squatted down and looked at Brigitte. Brigitte looked at the figure and saw Sam smiling back at her.
Hey Brigitte, well don't look so fucking thrilled to see me.
Brigitte let a tear roll down her cheek as she heard Sam's voice echo, just as Ginger's did. If Sam's voice didn't echo, then he would've been alive. In the basement, Sam had been alive but Ginger had infected him. Brigitte had honestly thought that he would've lived, and they would've found a cure together before they turned. But the echo made it clear, Sam was dead too.
"I'm sorry. I miss you." She managed to choke out before letting her head fall don to her knees and letting the tears flow.
Sam stroked her hair, Hey, it wasn't your fault. It was your fucking sister who did this to me. I miss you too.
"I don't want to be alone anymore."
You're not, I'm here. I'll always be here for you, Brigitte.