Zane's POV
I was already inside the data room sitting and waiting for the computer to turn on. It was 3 pm as in the morning it was still not ready but this time AI answered back.
'Welcome back, I'm sorry to keep you waiting.'
It said to me. The video popped up it must be what Nathan left for me. The girls were there as well curious to see it as well.
'Nathan recorded this for you, you can listen with others as well.'
It told me and I was more relaxed with showing the video. I pressed play and I saw a room full of computer screens and electronics but no Nathan as I thought that the boy is going to talk about something important. Few seconds later we heared AI talking.
'Nathan your video is recording don't make people wait.'
It was from recorded AI in the past. Letting us know that Nathan indeed was going to talk and there from my right I saw that jet black hair and crystal blue eyes that looked little tired and dead. He rolled into the screen with his chair. Smiling as everything in the world was going just fine.
'Hello, everyone.'
He said as if he knew I wouldn't be alone, which was true but still surprised me.
'Why don't you guys get Kevin, Anthony, Henry, Mike and Mason as well. It wouldn't be fair for the girls to know and not all the boys.'
He told smiling as if he could see all of us in the room. "How does he know?" Hailey asked shocked by the information he had.
"Never mind that let's get others and get back to the video." Nevaeh said but before she left Nathan spoke again.
'Nevaeh, Kevin and Anthony are in their rooms, Henry is in the studio, Mason is still crying over his lovers death in conservatory, Mike is sitting in the living room.'
He said, I looked at him. What? How does he know? We all looked at each other but pushed it aside for now.
"I'll get Kevin and Anthony." Emma said and both girls left.
'What kind girls they are, don't you think so Zane?'
He told and it felt like he could hear us, see us. Everything around him felt different from the guy I met in this murder house. He had this aura around him as if he knew everything what's happening in the world.
Few minutes later all boys and girls were present. "What's going on?" Mason asked.
"We found them right were he told they were." Nevaeh explained as she was amazed at the same time.
"Nathan left a message for us." I told not wanting to explain for too long. I turned back and the same boy show up again. Everyone didn't ask anything too shocked seeing him behind the screen.
'I think I should explain before anything. I recorded this in the past, at the time of my recording you still haven't been to the house for the killing game. No one of you knew what was about to happen, I kept it a secret and even if I did there would be no point. Right now Zane your past you is about to go through the surgery of memory erasure. I know it's going to be successful as I'll be the one to do it.
This game was fully prepared by me, I picked who's going to participate and who's not. Long list was given me and I chose half of you myself, another half was picked by the kidnapper. Do you want to know?'He teased as if he's not going to tell. "You'll tell either way." I told him.
'You are right, Zane. I will tell you. My list contained: Thomas Xander, Kevin Miles, Clara Emersyn, Anthony Dawson, Lydia Jade, Mason Kingston, Hailey Kinsley, Zane River and myself. Others shouldn't have came as they wouldn't have taken the pressure, Nevaeh and Emma were promised to have nothing to do with this but he won't listen. Gavin and Chloe's case started something I wished to avoid but I can't help anything. This planning was made to get as much time as possible, now you won't have another choice but to die as all of you broke down. Right now I should be lying in that operation table getting everything erased again. After I come back Zane don't trust me.'
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Unkillable
غموض / إثارةLocked in the mansion with only one way out doesn't sound so enjoyable as you are forced to kill each other to get out. It doesn't help either as you have no memory of your past life, which brought you to the murder house. Mess made from the actions...