{Dead At The Night AU 1/6}

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by agrace932YT

by agrace932YT

**Warning ahead of spoilers**
**Dead At The Night is a horror game, it was amazing both in mechanics, graphics, story and much more.**
**I recommend you check out the game or watch someone play the game if you do not want to be spoiled.**
**This story is an AU of the game so things will be changed for the sake of the AU and yeah.**
**The game is highly recommended, definitely check it out because it is amazing!**

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**RING**
**RING**
**RING**

Karl groaned, he grabbed the phone and could barely read who was calling but as soon as he saw the letter 'S' he declined the call and rested his eyes again to fall asleep.
. . .

"Fuck. I told you he wouldn't pick up Bad, he's still mega pissed!", Dream looked up from his bag,"No, shit he's pissed! After what you did and catching Quackity trying to fuck Jschlatt again, of course he's going to be mad!", "Shut up Dream!", Dream rolled his eyes, sitting on the window sill and back to reading on his phone again.
Sapnap sighed and sat back down, grabbing his hair in frustration,"Fuck. . . How the hell do you make it up. . .?!", Bad hummed to himself, George then chirpped in,"Got an idea! Let me call Karl again.", this time George dialed his number and signaled everyone to shush as he was on speaker.

Karl groaned again, this time he practically hit himself with the pillow and grabbed his phone again,"What???", Karl faceplammed into the pillow,"Karl, were you asleep?", "Yes. Now what do you want, if this is about Quackity and Sapnap, then kindly leave me alone to sleep!", "Karl, listen; I know you're mad at them, you have a right, but listen we're heading up to a Hotel for the weekend for MrBeast's challenge, we'll just be stay for one night or more because you know?", Karl groaned, he nearly forgot about that event.
. . .
"Do I have to talk to them."
"No. You can book a room alone, just please?"
Karl groaned, hitting himself with the pillow over and over again.
"F I N E."
"Yay!"
Karl hung up, he sat up properly and everything still felt like it was all in a fog, since Quackity and Sapnap screwed him over.

Karl pulled on his hoodie, trackies, trainers, gloves and brushed his hair out as much as he could and tired to ignore the bags under his eye from the restless nights of little sleep he gets and because of the stress.
He got a text from Bad, it was about the hotel, where it was and so on and details about it.
He called Jimmy,"Hey, Jimmy. . .", "You sound tired, you okay?", "Yeah, no I'm okay just wanted to let you know I'm staying at a Hotel. Traveling for the event so I'll hopefully be there by tomorrow at the most.", Jimmy agreed and Karl stayed on the phone as he threw his bag on and headed out while Jimmy continued on the phone.

Karl got off the bus, feeling sick because of the ride and also because he would staying with his two fiancées that wronged him.
He began to walk up the road for this Hotel, they called him and told him that they already checked in a room so Karl now just had to check in and avoid his lovers like they were the plague.
He then saw the Hotel, it looked like it use to be a huge house and it was a lovely garden, view and building.
Karl saw George and Bad's car,"They must be here.", Karl jogged up to the entrance.

Entering, the place was a very nice Karl wasn't going to lie.
It was like walking into a dollhouse, it definitely use to be an old house.
The main stairway was by the desk, many seats around and it was all themed like around the. . . 70s?
Karl shrugged, but he looked around for his friends or any life around as he approached the desk.
"Hello? Is anyone in??"
"Good evening!"
Karl jumped in fright, turning but calmed to see a man,"Jeez, sorry you scared me.", "I apologise."
The man had long pink dull hair, a pig hybird, a simple outfit and a Hotel badge,"Oh, you work here?", "Yes, I run the Hotel. My name is Techno Blade.", Karl shook his hand, then Techno git behind the counter,"This hotel has been in my family for many years, but I'm sure you aren't here for a history lesson.", Karl rubbed the back of his neck,"As interesting as it is, I wanted to know if my friends booked in? One had dirty blonde hair and another is colourblind?", Techno nods,"Ah, yes. They booked in less than an hour ago, you must be the friend they told me about.", Karl nods, he then was given a book,"Just sign here, I'll get you a room key and a paper.", with that, he left for a room in the back.
Karl signed his name in the book, after he glanced around more, looking at some of the leaflets,"Hm. . . A magic show?", "Ah, yes.", he looked up seeing Techno had returned,"I hold evening shows, be sure to check it.", Karl nods, taking the key and paper and seeing it was just saying when Break, Dinner and so on.
Karl smiled,"Thank you.", "Your friends aren't too far from your room.", Karl nods again, heading upstairs.
. . .
"Not tonight. . ."
Karl paused, turning to Techno,"Sorry?", "Oh, I apologise just talking to myself.", Karl nods, continuing up the stairs to find his room.

Karl couldn't sleep.
He guessed it was because he was in a new place and all, Hotels were nice but he was never comfortable because of strangers and all that, usually he'd be in a room with his friends but he's not talking to two of them at the moment and the other three were most definitely in the same room.
*Thump*
Karl sat up, confused at hearing a thud but figured it was nothing so he lay-
*Bang*
Karl sat up right, okay something wasn't right.
He got out of the bed and put his shoes back on, concerned for the bang and thud from out the hall.

Karl slowly unlocked his door and peaked out, trying to see what was going on.
He then froze.
Down the hall, the hotel manager had George tied up and was holding an axe!
Karl was completely frozen in fear, only to be snapped out of it when the manager turned to him, smiling like a manic.
Without a second thought, Karl bolted down the hall,"Oh, KARL!", Karl didn't listen, continued to run down the hall.

Karl tried the door but it was locked, bolted shut.
Panicked, he duck under the front desk and could hear the footsteps on the man.
. . .
Soon he left, Karl peaked out and knew he had to escape but, it George was hurt what about the others. . .!?
"Hello. . .?!"
"Help. . .!"
"Techno stop. . .!"
Karl was confused, still scared he could hear static voices, he slowly gained the courage to stand and look at the desk.
Seeing newspapers, pens and basically what a Hotel needed but so many newspapers on sad events.
"Hello. . .?! Is someone there. . .?!"
Karl jumped, noticing a small box like radio, he picked it up and pressed down the button,"Hello. . .?", Karl jumped as static practically reputed from it, nearly making Karl drop it in fright.
"Please help. . .!"
"You need to help us. . .!"
"Help him realise what he did. . .!"
"You have to find the truth. . .!"
Karl ducked under the desk, scared and whispered back,"What do you mean. . .?", "You need to find out what happened to us, what he did to us and tell the world what he did."
"Go up to room 101, you'll find in the drawer what you need just please help us. . .!"
"We'll talk you through what you have to do, just please trust us. . .!"
Karl gulped, he had to go back upstairs. . . So, with a deep breath he took the box and ran back up the staircase.

He entered, opening different draws and finding two things.
A mirror and a key.
The box static went off,"That's the master key, it can open/lock all doors, if Techno is near hide. Hide in the room and lock it, he'll unlock it but just hide until he leaves. Use loud nosies to distract him to send him on a wild goose chase. There should be things around the Hotel that will tell you what happened here. Please help us, you're our only hope."
. . .
The static went quiet.
Karl sat on the floor in disbelief, part of him wanted to curl up in a ball and cry.
But no.
He had to save his friends and help whoever is on the other side of this static!
Karl froze at footsteps.
He ducked under the bed, seeing Techno enter the room and looking in the drawer.
. . .
"FUCK. THE SPARE MASTER KEY!"
He ran out, Karl held back his fright of seeing his weapon covered in blood.
. . .
I have to save my friends. . .