Escape The Manor (an inanimate insanity fanfiction)

Trapped

Cherries' POV
Us, Oj, and Paper stood in front of the mansion while the rest of the objects started piling behind us, after Oj texted them all that YinYang Got locked in, they started freaking out, eventually all of the objects were here, and Soap started trying to organize them into their teams because that's what she does, I think she has OCD. When we all gather into our teams, the doors start to swing open, and we see the inside of the mansion, it's huge! And all of our luggage is sorted neatly in front of our rooms, YinYang was really dedicated to sorting this out.

Everyone got in, Paintbrush was the last one to enter when the doors slammed shut.

Then we heard a click.

"I swear I wasn't the one that closed the door! It closed on itself!" Paintbrush tried clearing up their name, but everyone was yelling at them.
Soon we gave up, we walked back to our respective rooms. When we got back to our room, YinYang was sleeping, a half-completed game of Chinese checkers sat at the foot of their bed. We sat down on our bed, playing blackjack, when we heard a crackle come from the roof, upon closer inspection, we discovered a small speaker. "Please meet in the hallway, we need to discuss some things" a voice rang from the speaker. We decided to wake YinYang up. Soon all four of us were running down the hall, when we got to the hall, it seemed like everyone was already there, we took a seat on the ground, and soon we saw someone.
Someone we didn't know.

Trophy's POV
I was standing at the front of the crowd, when a strange object appeared in front of us, it seemed like a light yellow slip of paper, shaped oddly. "Hey you! Do you know how to get out?" A voice called from the crowd. The slip started humming, a creepily jaunty hum, and after the slip hummed a high E, another person popped up next to them, a human, humans disgust me, so ungrateful and deceitful, but this human had a weird head, a camera? An old fashioned one, I pulled my camera off of my neck and compared the two. After taking a photo of the guy, another person came around and stood next to them, a 90's film reel, they seemed tired. We all sat in silence, the only noise being the slip's humming.

Paintbrush's POV 
          In the front of the crowd stood a small object, I couldn't see because I was at the back, being tall wouldn't matter in this situation. Soon the ominous humming halted, and the yellow slip of paper started talking. "Hellooooooo! My name is Ticket, and I am a ticket! I've gathered you all here because me and my friends need to explain the situation you're all trapped in! How fun!" The ticket seemed like the optimist in the group. I looked at the living man, he seemed like he was going to talk next. "Hello, my name is Cameraman, and I will explain to you what you guys are trapped in." The Cameraman turned around and whispered something to the others, and soon looked at the group, "this.. Isn't a mansion, or anything remotely connected, this is your demise," he made a sorrowful chuckle. "We are forbid from leaving this place," the man explained, "but we are allowed to leave as long as there are 20 or so people in here," I was zoning out, this seemed boring, when the film thing spoke up. "To keep this gathering brief, Cameraman was explaining that we aren't letting you guys out." Everyone in the area caused a ruckus. I held my head, I don't like loud noises, and as I looked up towards our captors, I saw a figure,
Not them
Behind them.
They held a long object, I didn't take my eyes off, and soon a loud crack was heard in the front of the crowd.
Cameraman's red button was blinking, the red was fading, and soon he fell to the floor, revealing his attacker.

Sorry for slow updates, I have more time nowadays, so I'll attempt at posting more
Have a nice day :)