Four Spirits, One Soul

Dinner and A Show

TW: horror movies, needles, malnutrition, hallucinations, knives, blood, choking as a coping mechanism

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POV: Poltergeist

"Fine, fine, I'll come along Price." Looking up at him, I rolled my eyes. "I can see why you're the team's defacto father figure." I sat up, starting to get out of my cot as Price stood proudly and eagerly at the door. Rolling my shoulders to stretch them, I followed him as he led me out of the room I shared with Ghost and Soap and to his house. Only 4 people on base had an actual house on base. Price, Shepherd, Lazwell, and me. I didn't like mine so I was letting Roach, Archer, Gaz, and Reaper share it. I rolled my eyes as Price opened the door for me, but teasingly said, "Wow, such a gentleman Price. You coming onto me?" His scoff was enough of a response. 

I chuckled, knowing the layout of the houses was the same so I went to the front room and laid on the love seat. Price seemed offended as I had taken the only seat other then the couch. He seemed to start to talk, before Ghost and Soap came into the house, Soap yapping his mouth off and Ghost drinking what smelled like tea. "Poltergeist, move. That's my seat." I rolled my eyes, before looking up at Price who was scowling down at me. "And? I sat here first." Ghost chuckled at that, while Soap seemed a bit surprised at how laid-back I was being. Didn't blame him, only Ghost had seen me this loose, and that was when I'd had two shots in my system. Right now all I had in my system was some of my relaxation meds. 

John flopped down on the couch, taking the left-hand corner as Ghost took the right. "Poltergeist, up, now. I want my seat and you're in my house." Rolling my eyes, I got up and moved to sit on the floor in front of the couch, when I felt someone grab me and flop me down on the couch. John. It was John who had moved me. "Nope. No one sits on the floor during Movie Night!" I rolled my eyes, tensing because I don't like physical contact, but I accepted the popcorn Ghost offered me. "So, we gotta vote. Saw 3 orrr Princess and the Frog?" I looked over at Price, before letting Ghost and Soap pick their votes. Unsurprisingly, John went for the disney movie. Ghost did too, surprisingly. Price voted for Saw 3. "So, what do you wanna watch Poltergeist?" I grinned. "Saw. I don't care much for disney." 

"Guess we have a tie. Anyone got a coin?" John seemed disappointed that it had come down to a coin toss. I pulled a coin out of my pocket and looked at Ghost. "Ghost, heads or tails for disney?" "Hmm, tails." I nodded, before flipping the coin. All four of us watched as it landed, spun, then flattened on the coffee table. It was heads. "Saw 3 it is then." Price smirked as he slid the disc into the dvd player, turning on his huge tv and pressing play. I leaned back, relaxing a bit as the movie started playing. I smirked when I saw the Angel and Classroom trap, and chuckled when Johnny jolted watching them both. The man looked terrified. Deciding to help him out, and to distract myself from blushing over being sandwiched between him and Ghost, I spoke up,"Those traps suck." 

I could feel everyone look over at me, and I looked at each of them before saying, "Those traps were designed to be impossible to beat. They're rigged. Honestly she did a horrible job at living up to the "there's always a way to win" motif that is Jigsaw." Price and Johnny looked disturbed that I knew that, but Ghost just looked curious. He leaned over to the remote and paused the movie, before asking, "How'd you know the traps were rigged?" I shrugged, "The Angel trap is designed to fail. So is the Classroom trap. The Angel's key doesn't do anything to unlatch her ribs from the mechanism, so it's a rigged trap. As for the Classroom trap, you just saw why it's rigged. Even if he had managed to unhook himself and stop the bomb, the door was welded shut. He would've bled out before help could get there." 

Price seemed a bit more relaxed now that I'd explained it, but Johnny was looking at the screen horrified. "Kinda beautiful, if you think about it enough. The Angel one, I mean. The Classroom trap is just brutal, and honestly is ugly. But the Angel trap has a sense of ethereal beauty in its design. A sort of "Flight after Death" aspect, the only thing diminishing that is the rigged aspect." Ghost shrugged in response, playing the movie again. I leaned back and carefully snacked on my popcorn as the movie played, feeling Ghost tense during the Hypothermia trap. I rolled my eyes as it played, muttering, "Doesn't take that long for hypothermia to set in. She would've froze quicker, with her body mass and the water." A soft nervous chuckle from John and a shudder from Ghost was the only response I got.