It was the next day, after Knife had gotten the ibuprofen. The hotel was on lockdown, but Test Tube was still in her lab and it was likely she didn't even know of it. Afterall, none of the objects she was friends with could warn her of this.
So, due to Knife being one of the few objects who was free of this stupid shit, he eventually decided he'd have to tell Test Tube. He sighed, once again getting off their bed. He knew he wouldn't see Pickle, but they still hoped they would.
..Of course, he didn't. It wasn't at all a dream. Nothing that happened was.
Knife scoffed to himself, feeling like he was on the verge of tears. He got up anyways, leaving his room solemnly.No one else was awake, Paper and OJ needed rest after the,, incident and Knife was the only other one who woke up this early. Well, the only one who came out of his room. Fan pulled all-nighters pretty often.
Knife went down the stairs quickly, and spotted that the tv was on, and watching a youtube video about photography?. Strange. The volume was also pretty high. He squinted in the dark, trying to find the remote to turn the tv off. It was in the couch. Although, the couch felt. Wet. What the hell.
Is that?- no, wait, no. It isn't. The liquid looked like it was half way dried, and was-. Oh.
It was a brownish-red color, and Knifes mind immediately clicked at that realization.
"Fuck." Who. Who was it. Who had fucking bled on the sofa. Knife dug through the couch, looking through the cushions, feeling like he'd throw up.Knife lifted up one of the pillows and found the remote. The blood was less dried, and looked like it had a strange tint of gold? Wait. Oh my god.
Knife groaned, grabbing the flashlight in the coffee table cabinet, and shining it on the floor. It led to the stairs. How did Knife miss that?
Knife shone the flashlight where he was walking, and looked in the closet that was under the stairs.It was in fact Trophy, laying against a wall. Blood was all over him, one of his handles was missing and it looked as if someone had attempted to rip his arm off. He had a lot of small cuts, too. Knife didn't know how to react, so he just stepped out and closed the door for a second.
Knife stayed there, frozen. After a few seconds, he ran up the stairs. Straight down the hall to OJ and Papers room.
He decided not to knock, and burst open the door. Knife didn't know what to tell them. But luckily they were awake, lying in bed with the light on.
Paper looked up with an eyebrow raised at Knife. "Trophy. Trophys fucking dead." Knife forced the words out of his mouth.
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Test Tube groaned, typing things into her computer furiously. She had been trying to figure out what the hell this plant was since she found it, and NOTHING! All she knew was that she most likely shouldn't touch it without gloves.
There was absolutely nothing for a blue glowy plant in plains habitats near lakes. Except photoshopped pictures.
This was when it somehow only now clicked for Test Tube.
This could be a new species of a plant!She immediately started racking her brain for names, and ended up looking up different shades of blue.
She stumbled upon the color Aero, and thought that sounded nice. Perhaps Shimmering Aerone? That sounded like a nice name in her opinion.
Test Tube smiled, writing it down on a sticky-note.
But then she realized that she'd have to run tests on it. Instead of researching.It'd be fine. For sure.
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Knife guided Paper and OJ to the spot where he'd seen Trophy's corpse.
When they got there, Paper and OJ looked in horror."Oh my goodness.." Paper gasped out. OJ just stared, speechless.
Eventually he spoke, but it was to himself. "This is not good.. I'll have to call the police and people wont even be safe inside the hotel alone! Oh, what if I get sued for this by Trophys family?.. if he has one- we'll have to release the news about Pickle too!" OJ was pacing while he talked to himself."OJ, calm down!" Paper whispered something to OJ that was inaudible to Knife. But, after that they went to a different room.
Knife held his arms together, deciding it was time he went to Test Tube. Knife just slowly shuffled away towards the door, opening and closing it. When he was out, he sprinted to the laboratory.
Eventually when he made his way there, he entered the lab code as he had before. He knocked on the slide before going down, and when he was in the lab he quickly was spotted by Test Tube. "Oh, hey Knife." She appeared tired while she messed with different things related to the plant. "Did you want to check what I've figured out, or?"
"Hey. Uh, no. I was trying to.. inform you of something thats been happening. At the hotel." Test Tube looked at him with a puzzled gaze. Yet at the same time, she looked worried. "Whats been happening?.."
Knife glared at the ground with a frown. "Murders have been occuring, and the hotels on lockdown for everyone but me, OJ, Paper and Soap." Knife bit the inside of his cheek, waiting for a response quietly. Test Tube stood still in stunned silence.
"WHAT?" She eventually exploded once the majority of the shock had passed. Knife blinked for a second, frowning again. "Yeah, Pickle and Trophy have died from what we know.." Knife reminisced about Pickle wordlessly.
"Oh. I'm so sorry about that Knife." Knife hated being in a situation like this, and wanted to get back to the hotel so he could be with. Someone they were closer to? They'll have that many close friends other than Mic, .. and Soap, which were both likely busy so that'd be fun.
"Its fine. Uhm, are you staying here or going back to the hotel?" Test Tube thought for a second. "I'll go to the hotel, but I need to grab some things. Specifically about the plant." Test Tube turned to the plant that she had found little to nothing about frustratingly.
Knife nodded, walking over to a corner that was empty and leaned against the wall, waiting for Test Tube.
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Grr I never wrote the outro thing when I wrote this so I had to write it now (also funny little thing my mother read this chapter awhile ago and I cried LMAO)
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