AMONG US

11

It was the 4th day and Yellow was unnerved. Something was bothering him, how did Purple kill everyone without getting caught? did someone help him? did he really kill everyone? What if purple wasn't really the Imposter?

He was going through the security cam footage, every 2 minutes before someone died the camera was turned off and it was turned back on after 3 minutes. He replayed it for the 7th time and was just as focused as the first time. 'what am I missing?'. The colour drained out of his face when he saw a figure covered in blood making its way to the security, but it was way too dark to see anything and suddenly the feed was cut off. That's when he realized. It was not a recorded feed but a live one. 'No what am I thinking? Purple is dead!"

His body froze when he heard the door slid open, he couldn't move, he couldn't turn around to face the person, his heart was pounding so loud in his chest.

"Look at me" The voice was distorted. "c'mon aren't you curious? you were right, Purple wasn't the Imposter, just a cheap imitation" The voice chuckled. Yellow refused to turn around, cause if he did then it's all over for him, he knew he was going to die, he was just trying to extend his time.

"Fine then" The figure approached him, "Just so you know, I killed 2 members today and you are the third one" Yellow opened his eyes hearing that statement. "Who did you kill?" he turned around, he made a mistake, he shouldn't have looked into its eyes. It was lifeless and cunning, a bead of sweat and blood ran down the person's face.

"I don't have time for that, I still have to kill 2 more people, I'm in a hurry, I hope you understand" before Yellow could get up from his seat, his chest was greeted by a 5-inch blade. "no" he gasped. "I'll make it quick so don't worry about it" The Imposter pushed the knife further into him and stayed just like that until he stopped breathing.

2 more and I'm done.

In 5 minutes, the Imposter managed to corner one of the remaining members to a wall, placing a hand on their throat and lifting them off the ground.

"Why?" the voice croaked out. "Save your breath" replied the Imposter.

"What are you doing!?" A voice from the other end of the hallway interrupted the killing. "Let her go !" the Imposter didn't stop.

"I said let her go, Cyan!"