chapter ten

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Hey mom, I have a little hope that we will escape this place and I hope everyone in the place will be able to escape. I think I have made a friend whose name Is Electro and he has a plan to get all of us out of here. I hope it will work and I am actually glad that he is helping us because I could not do this on my own. The first step is pretty easy and I think the twins are already caught so the first step is already done. I believe we are hiding them in the cells so Slit will come down to find them. Once he will come down, we will capture him and escape this place that is Electros plan 

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the hallways as Slit walked over to the lunch room. Ash woke up to the sounds of Slit's footsteps, she could hear the footsteps from her cell and she gripped onto Death's arm in fear as the sound of footsteps grew louder by the minute. Everyone waited patiently for him to come into the lunch room while two men dragged the surviving twin to one of the cells in the very back of the hallway. After what felt like the longest five minutes of waiting for Slit,  he appeared through the doorway with an angry and annoyed look on his face as he looked for the twins. Immediately, everyone in the lunchroom looked at him with an angered look on their faces.

Slit asked in anger as he yelled through the room so everyone could hear him, “Where are the twins?”

Suddenly A man threw one of the twins' heads towards Slit and replied “Here she is.”

Her head landed a few inches from Slits fee and he looked at him with a malicious intent in his eyes. Flin quickly stood in front of the entrance to the hallway that connected to the cells and Slits gaze quickly went to Flin. 

He quickly walked over towards Flin until he was five inches from him, he then said “I assume this was your doing, you are the only one that can torcher a person and seaver their head from their body.”

Flin smiled As he said “I just followed his orders and I only took one of your girls away from you.”

One of the men walked up towards them and stopped when he was five inches from them and Flin was surprised at how the man looked. Thorns curved his pale white skin that was carved in a slightly blackish  substance that dripped from his skin. Slit shivered at the sight of the man for a moment, for a second he had a memory that hit him and he thought that he forgot that he forgot about that memory permanently.

Slit looked at the man standing next to Flin and asked in an annoyed voice, “What the hell is this Thorne? I thought we were friends?”

Slits yellow rotting teeth showed as he talked to him, anger filled him as he stared intently. There was silence in the room as everyone waited for someone to make a move or say something. At that moment, Slit felt as if he just walked onto a battle field and that he was the last enemy standing.

Thorn said in anger with a slightly raspy voice “That’s wishful thinking, I was just using you for what you could give me. You are not getting through this door.”

“How pathetic and why is it that you have decided to resist me instead of using me Thorn?” asked Flin with curiosity. 

Thorn replied with a slight smile on his face, “The treason I am no longer using you is because I happen to like Ash. She is a good kid and that is also why I won't let you through here. You are not putting her through the arena.”

“Is that so? You know, I liked you as a gladiator but now you are dead to me and right now you are just a nuisance that is standing in my way.” Slit said as he pulled the knife that he took from Matt when he died and waved it in front of him as if to show him that he was armed. 

“So you have a knife, so what?” Thorn said with a duveus grin.

Suddenly, Slit stabbed Thorn in the throat with the knife that he healed in his right hand. Thorn smiled as black blood poured out of his mouth and the cut on his neck. Slit quickly pulled the knife out of Thorns throat and blood covered his hand as blood splattered out of his neck from hitting one of the arteries. After a few moments, Thorne fell to the ground and blood poured onto the ground as he laid silently on the ground, he didn’t even move a muscle as he drew in his last breath of air.

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