AMONG US

6

Cyan ran.

She ran as fast as she could, she didn't know where she was or where she was going, she just ran. After seeing orange like that, her mind couldn't comprehend anything. The blood, the lifeless body 'no..no..no' she ran trying to find someone, anyone, anyone who could help her, anyone who could say that Orange was still alive. She took too many turns and bumped into someone.

"What's up with everyone bumping into me? Am I invisible?"

"R-red?"

"Yeah? get up" Red helped her up.

"I was looking for you... and y-you weren't there" she was fidgeting, turning her head back and forth like she was trying to find someone, like someone was chasing her.

"Hey look at me!!" he grabbed her shoulders.

Cyan looked at him, now everything was bright, now she could see Red looking at her asking for answers, she could see he was concerned. So she tried to compose herself, to tell him what she saw.

"I came to shields y-you w-weren't there" She tried to think but her mind was fuzzy.

"I was, I did my task and was on my way to electrical to fix the lights"

"Lights?" Cyan furrowed her eyebrows.

"Yes, the lights were out, didn't you realize"

"It was?" cyan asked once again taking her head in her hands.

"Cyan!" Red almost yelled.

"What?" she let out a small sound.

"Is that blood?" he grabbed her hand twisting it lightly to see her elbow. "Are you hurt?"

"No" she pulled away from him, she remembered shaking orange to wake him up.

Red was getting sick of these answers. Cyan continued "Orange..."

"What about Orange? What did he do to you?" he asked clenching his jaw.

"Orange is dead" she mumbled out the last part. Red couldn't hear her.

"Orange is what?"

Cyan turned her head. Red lost his patience and grabbed Cyan's upper arm.

"Look at me while I'm talking to you !" he yelled.

"OW ! you are hurting me" she tried to pull away but his grip was tight. She gave up, trying to fight Red was useless, she wasn't strong enough. "Orange is DEAD"

"WHAT? Are you kidding me?"

"no.. he is dead"

Red took few seconds to compose himself, he wasn't a person who would get attached to others, that's what his dad thought him. 'Don't get attached to anyone, son. Attachment makes you vulnerable' he once again looked at Cyan whose arm he was still gripping tighter than he should.

"What did you do?" his eyes were cold and lifeless, the anger washed off, no sadness, nothing. Even if he felt something, he hid it gracefully. His grip tightened, he could feel Cyan's bones.

Cyan's eyes widened, she wanted Red to comfort her not yell at her. Red loosened his grip when he saw the tears brimming up in her eyes. He let go of her.

"What? I'm saying he is dead, I found him dead and here you are showing no emotions, do you even have a heart? On top of that, you're accusing me!"

Red felt bad but he continued. "Why are you're hands bloody?"

"I saw the door open and saw Orange on the floor and I t-tried to wake him up, he didn't m-move"

"what door?"

"I don't know."

"Did you see anyone?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't know." She slowly sank to her knees.

"How can someone leave when the door opened just before your eyes?"

"I don't know" she said and Red sighed. "You don't believe me" Cyan let out a sob.

Red sat beside her, Cyan was preparing herself to get yelled at. He patted her back."Others will ask the same questions, I believe you, I'm just looking out for you."

Cyan calmed down after a minute.

"Can you take me to the place where you found him?" he asked her.

Cyan nodded. She got on her feet and led the way.

"In that room" she pointed at a room.

"Wait here," Red said noticing the trembling girl. He braced himself and stepped into the room. Orange was lying in a pool of his own blood. His suit was stained with blood,his ginger hair drenched in sweat. Red exited the room and looked at Cyan. She was unable to read his face.

'what is he thinking?' she wondered. "Red.." she whispered.

"Wipe of the blood in your hands" he looked at her.

"What?"

"They will not believe you if you say you just found him like that" he took a tissue from his pocket and grabbed her hand.

"We are going to say that we were doing tasks together and that we found him together, understood?" he asked.

Cyan nodded, too shocked to say anything.

"Good. Let's go"

They go to the main hall and called an emergency meeting.

"What is it?"

Everyone walked into the room.

"Orange is dead" Red announced.

"What? don't joke about something like that!" purple yelled.

"No, why would I joke about something like that?" Red raised his eyebrows.

"How? What happened?" Black asked.

"He was stabbed, I-I tried to wake him up" Cyan said.

"You should have tried harder! you just let him die" Purple raised his hand launching at Cyan. Red stepped in, his firm hand gripped purple's wrist and halted his attack."What the hell is wrong with you? "

"Stabbed?" Yellow asked not believing his ears.

"What does this mean?" Lime asked.

"Oh no..." Pink said.

"One of us did it" Black blurted out.

"Oh my god, we are going to die!"

"STOP IT" White snapped.

"What does this mean?" Lime asked again.

"Imposter." White said.

"What?" Red looked at White.

"There is an Imposter among us" White concluded.