Escape room: Tournament of champions - Reader insert

Chapter three - Bank of Death

You and Zoey jumped into the elevator just in time before the bolts of electricity could get to you. The trapdoor that you all had fallen through then closed right after you both had jumped into the elevator with everyone else.

"Everybody stay down!" Nate shouted. You we're all panting, relived that all of you had managed to get out of there before any of you had gotten electrocuted to death in the train. Other than Theo of course. That was tragic.

"Stay down!" Ben yelled. The elevator then began to go down. The flashing lightning from the electricity above slowly disappeared as the elevator went farther down.

"We're moving!" Rachel stated.

"We're going down." Ben said. The elevator continued to go down as you all stayed silent throughout the entire ride. After a brief moment, the elevator had completely came to a stop. Once the elevator stopped moving, Rachel immediately got up and went over to the elevator door to open it.

"Hey, wait. Somebody just died. Can we just please have a moment?" Brianna said to Rachel.

"Yeah, maybe we should have a minute of silence. I mean, we did just lose somebody." Nate said, agreeing with Brianna.

"Oh, you can be as silent as you want. They're clearly eating this shit up." Rachel said.

"Anybody even know the guy's name?" Nate had asked. No one said a thing.

"I'm Brianna."

"I'm Nate."

"I'm Rachel."

"I'm Ben."

"Zoey."

"y/n." You all said, introducing your names.

"Hey, did the train mean anything to anybody?" Zoey questioned.

"It was horrible and we almost died. Does that count?" Brianna said sarcastically as she looked over at Zoey.

"No, no, I mean, this is all part of a puzzle, right? So for our groups, we were all lone survivors of tragic accidents. So the rooms were tailored around our accidents." Zoey explained.

"Maybe the last room was designed for the poor guy who died in it." Nate said.

"Okay, well, what about your groups? Do you think there was any connection there?" Zoey asked, Nate, Rachel, and Brianna.

"Well, my group was all influencers." Brianna said.

"What, so your special skills were selfies? Minos just kidnapped a bunch of selfie lovers?" Ben questioned Brianna.

"I wouldn't say we was just 'selfie lovers'. It's more like travel blogging. Camping in Atacama, elephant sanctuaries in Thailand. That type of thing. I had gotten a million followers and made a decent amount of money. The last room in my game was an exploding hall of mirrors. That's how I got this scar." She then pointed to the scar on her cheek.

"It's just a weird category. That's all." Ben said.

"Yeah, well, I got a letter from my diocese." Nate stated.

"Oh, so you're a priest?" Ben questioned. Nate stayed quiet for a brief moment.

"They called me to some inter-church seminar or something. It was just a random location of a church building I've never been to or seen before. And when I get there—"

"Let me guess. five more priests." Rachel guessed.

"Beginning of a bad joke, right? You see, in our game, they wanted to see if... If faith helped us survive." Nate explained.