Choosing time

Chapter 9

Warning this chapter does contain gore

Breathing heavily I start to freak out. Trying to find anyway to escape. I jiggle the handle of the door. When that doesn't work I start thrashing myself up against it. The contestants are thrown into the room.

First up one of my teachers and the mailman. I tear up freaking out more and more. "No I cant pick I wont!" I scream at the camera, "This isn't right you can make me do this!"

"If you don't we have to choose both!" The voice said. It sounded pissed but still trying to keep the game show host voice.

"Fine you sick human" I randomly hit one of the buttons.

"Poor guy, the mailman, time to say goodbye!" He snapped his fingers and two men walked into the side the mailman was on. He started to cry and shout running up to the glass and banging on it cursing. Tears and snot running down his face.

I turned away. I felt awful, how could I possibly live knowing that I killed a man. An innocent man that did no harm to me.

"Ohhh but aren't you forgetting the best part? You get to pick how they die!"

"No no no Im sick of the games and the tormenting!" I covered my eyes but no matter how hard I held them, I could still hear him.

"Well it would be a shame if your friends had to deal with awful deaths. Like the Rack!"

This game is so sick. I wish I could just end it. But how? There's no way out none. Every thought went through my mind before jolting up. "Please don't!" I wiped a tear from my eye before looking back at the glass.

"Good choice! Option A the guy on the right swings a axe chopping off his head, or we could do Option B the guy on the left shoots him in the head! Its your choice!"

Both are awful why would they do that. I kept thinking about it "Option B" I mumbled knowing it would probably be less painful.

I turned away from the window. My body shaking as I heard the mans pleads. He begged for me to stop them but I knew I couldn't.

BAM!

I jumped at the sound of it falling to the ground. The gunshot rang through my ears. I got up and looked back at the rooms. The teacher was being dragged out of the room and in the other laid there. Dead. Blood coating the walls.

I felt as if I couldn't breathe. My eyes glued to the scene but soon one of the guys from before picked him up and took him out. All that remained of him was the blood splatter.

"The nexts round is starting! This time your dad or your mom!" What did he just say? I know I didn't hear that right? But then a man and my mom were thrown into the rooms. She kicked and scratched at him.

"You promised I got off free if I turned them in!"

"Oops I guess we lied "the guy carrying her said before locking her into the room. As soon as she realized the guy wouldn't let her out she turned all her attention towards me.

"Baby please don't do this I raised you! He didn't! He left us to die!" She tried making fake tears but it didn't work. Not on me, not anymore.

"You also left me and my friends to die!" I immediately pressed her button. The guy looked relieved he walked up to me placing his hand on the glass.

"Im sorry I know I was a bad father but I was young and naive going back I would have raised you, I promise." He sounded actually sincere. I placed my hand on his.

"So you ready for your Options?" The voice questioned. His tone conveying the fact I had no choice.

"Yes what are they?" I ask not taking my eyes off my father.

"Option A Blow torched to a crisp and option B one of my personal favorite. You could have them put in the guillotine!" Practically salivating over the options. My eyes filled with anger. Wanting to get revenge but not wanting to be a monster. I thought about them for a few minutes.

"I choose the guillotine."