house of cards :: m.g.c.

0.6

"this is so creepy." zoe whispered as they walked through the old wooden door.

"this is only the beginning." michael replied, smirking to himself in the badly lit foyer.

"what do you mean?" michael just smiled at her. "michael, what do you mean?"

"i know what happens."

"oh. so you like, work here?" mali guessed.

"you could say that." michael said as more teens entered the dusty room and the door was shut behind them. a voice echoed out of crusty speakers, a faint static filling the teens' ears.

one, two,

they're coming for you,

three, four,

can you find the exit door?

five, six,

they'll break you like sticks,

seven, eight,

don't be late,

nine, ten,

or you won't be coming out again.

"so michael, if you know what's going to happen, what's next?" zoe asked, her hands on her hips.

michael just smiled at them and said "lights out."

and in the newly-made pitch black room, as the forty or so teenagers ran for their lives, all that could be heard were screams and noises that sounded like the snapping of twigs.

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"where the hell is that douchebag michael?" mali fumed, absolutely pissed off at the boy that had left them in the middle of the chaos.

"for the tenth time, mali. i. don't. know. right now, we need to get out of here. then we can beat the shit out of michael."

zoe turned around to the seventeen teens behind her, the youngest being fourteen and the eldest being a week over nineteen.

"okay, we need to get out of here and find the door-" the tiny girl was cut off by the voice once again echoing through the speakers concealed in the walls.

you'd better run,

because here comes number one,

she's coming around the corner,

make sure you don't touch her,

she's got a deadly knife,

and she's not afraid to take your life.

the group huddled together in the poorly lit hallway fear, scared at what could possibly come around the corner. a shadow grew taller as number one came towards the teens. three seconds more and they would see what they were up against.

suddenly, a little head poked around the wall.

"have you seen my mummy?" the young girl asked. she was only wearing wearing a thin tunic that covered her hands and she seemed to be freezing. zoe thought she looked to be around only five. a girl of sixteen emerged from the tight group and approached the girl.

"what are you doing here, sweetie?" the girl, mia, asked softly.

"i'm looking for my mummy." the young girl sobbed.

mia stretched out her hand to touch the child's shoulder. "what's your name?" the voice's words flashed through zoe's mind as mia's hand landed on her shoulder.

make sure you don't touch her.

"mia!" zoe screamed to the girl she didn't know. she tried to get to her, but she couldn't.

and then the girl's face changed. large fangs erupted from her mouth, pink scars formed along her chin and cheeks, and her iris' turned a blood red.

"trouble," the little girl hoarsely said, her sweet, innocent voice long gone. 'trouble' swung her arm up to reveal, not an arm, but a long, jagged knife stitched to her shoulder joint. the knife-arm tore through mia's wrist and her hand dropped to the floor. her agonized screams only went for about two minutes before she dropped dead beside her hand. some had watched, most had been to terrified to.

"have you seen my mummy?" the girl's face had gone back to normal. "have you seen her? have you seen my mummy?"

"n-no. we haven't." a boy out in front said.

"liar." the girl whispered and plunged her knife deep into his stomach. she pointed the bloody knife at the small crowd in front of her. "it's all your fault."

"what are you talking about? how is it our fault?" zoe asked, genuinely confused. the girl just ignored her.

"it's all your fault. you have to pay. it's all your fault. you must pay the price with your lives." the girl named trouble walked towards them as the voice once again came again.

i told you not to touch,

you care a bit too much,now she's angered,

in this house there is no standard,

no more messing about,

it's time for lights out.

and when the lights came back on in another room, the dining room, there were only nine left.