Escape rooms..[Applyfic] [CLOSED]

~•°Chapter 5°•~

Everyone wakes up, doing their morning routine and going to the next room. The room was empty except for a bowl with paper slips in it and some tools.

"Another game involving paper? Geez.." mumbles Lyri as they walk closer to the bowl. As everyone follows, the speakers turn on. "Hello there~! Now, remember that truth or game I made you all play a while ago?" they ask.

"You mean the one where Cherry got murdered? Yeah. We all remember that.." says Mike bluntly.

"Well, it's like that, but different.." PC says. "What do you mean 'different'?" asks Jamie. "Well, not everyone will be given a dare..only one person. And that person will be Psy!" PC says.

"What?! WHY ME!?" Psycho exclaims in shock. "I don't know. Just because!" PC says. "Now, Psy will pick a dare out of this bowl. Some harmless, some harmful. And he has to do it to YOU guys.." PC explains.

"So..he could get 'Kill somebody' and he'd have to do it?" says Aria. PC nods and the speaker cuts off. Psycho turns to the others, shaking his head.

He turns to the bowl and picks out the first slip. 'Hit somebody with this screwdriver' the slip said. He turns to pick up the screwdriver and walks over to his friends.

He picks Lyri and mutters and apology, before hitting their shin with the screwdriver. He drops the tool and walks back over to the bowl, picking another slip.

'Bite somebody' he read aloud. He turns to his friends and looks back at the slip nervously. "I have a feeling I know who he's gonna pick." Seb whispers to Ozzy as he glances at Jamie.

Sure enough, Psy walks over and bites Jamie on the neck. Not enough to produce blood, but enough to leave a mark. He walks back to the bowl and picks his next dare. 'Hit somebody..with a hammer' he read aloud.

He turns to his friends, who all stare back nervously. He picks up the hammer and walks towards his friends, sighing. "I'm sorry.."
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Everyone was injured in some way and Psy was being drowned in guilt and humiliation. He picks out the final slip from the bowl, making his blood turn cold.

'Kill a friend' he reads aloud. He turns to his injured friends, who all share the same expression..shock.

He looks at the weapons, all he has is a gun. He picks it up and cocks it, pointing it at his friends. He hesitates before shooting it. He hears someone fall with a thump.

"You..killed..Lyri.." gasps out Ozzy as he steps back from the body. Psy drops the gun, his whole body shaking as tears form in his eyes.

He runs off with the others following him close behind.
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Psycho was in a corner, crying, as guilt washes all over him. The others burst open the door and rush to his side.

"Psy! Please don't cry. It wasn't your fault!" Jamie tries to reassure. Psy sniffles and looks at the floor. "..Yes it was.." he mutters.

"No it wasn't! It was that sick and twisted PC who forced you to kill them. You didn't do it intentionally..!" says Aria as she also tries to reassure him.

Psy sniffles again and turns away from the group, asking for alone time. The others obey and leave him alone for a while.
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It was nighttime and everyone was asleep. Well, almost everyone..Psy was curled up into a ball, still crying.

As he continues whimpering, the door opens and PC walks in, going towards him. As he sees them approaching, he backs up towards the wall.

"Aw~ Why are you scared?" PC teases. Psycho picks up a book from his bag and holds it in an about-to-throw position.

"You really think a BOOK is gonna do anything? Wow, how pathetic.." PC says as they forcefully grab Psy's arm and drag him out of the room.

They throw him onto the floor and tower over him, a grotesque smile on their face. Psycho stumbles back, bumping into a wall. PC, still towering over him, grabs his neck and picks him up.

"..So..how about you and I have a little..talk..?" they ask as a smoke cloud starts to surround them. Psy, having no choice, nods and the two disappear.

As the smoke clears, the sleeping room door opens and a tired Jamie walks out, clearly concerned and confused as to where Psycho went.

They look around the room, not seeing anything in sight. The only evidence was a drop of goo(?) on the floor.

They examine it closely and growl softly, forming fists with their hands. "PC..you damn bastard.." they growl.
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Chapter 5! :D

(Oh, and, it's been three weeks since this all started-)