~Day 26~

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It was everyone's first night in the archeology room. There was still rain that poured down from earlier in the day, it hadn't subsided yet. No one was quite tired yet though.

"Wellllll, since it is technically a sleepover, even if the circumstances are kinda creepy... Let's play some sleepover games!!!" Holly excitedly stated while she clapped her hands together. No one else had anything better to do, so they all agreed. Holly chose to play spin the bottle first.

"Do we really have to?" Kiera said, "I feel like this never goes well for anyone. Haven't you read the stories?"

"Fine. Would you rather Truth or Dare?" No one said anything in response to Holly. "Then I want to play spin the bottle so since none of you have an opinion we're going to do that first."

Andrew Laughed, "Very well, dude, bring it on... Who's gonna go first tho?" Everyone looked around a bit.

"Mmmph, I'll go," Harp said while she finished the meat in her mouth again.

"Don't you ever get tired of eating that??? Where are you even keeping it??" Kiera questioned Harp.

"Uhmmm, Nope! And just in the fridge usually or I buy it from the store if it's my jerky. Okay, I'm going now" Harp responded as she spun the bottle. There was anticipation in the room, who was it going to land on? The bottle slowed and it landed on Makayla. "Ooo, nothing wrong with that!" Harp said, leaning over and then having her and Makayla peck.

"That's what I'm talking about, sorry boys!" Makayla said with a large smile on her face. Matti Smiled. A couple more rounds went on like that, Dave and Nico kissed, Andrew and Harp kissed, Holly and Kiera kissed, and Andrew and Makayla kissed. Things went on like that until everyone got bored. Then they moved on to truth or dare until they all got tired. Soon everyone decided they should go to bed and settled down for the night.

The winds were picking up. Along with the rain and the thunder. All of a sudden an enormous CRASH sounded throughout the room. Everyone was startled awake by the startling, loud noise. The window had shattered. Glass everyone on the floor, the moonlight reflecting off of it. Rain was blowing into the classroom, soaking everyone inside. Suddenly Nico stood up from where he was. Walking slowly over towards the window.

"Nico!!! Stop! What are you doing??!!" Dave hurriedly shouted. But Nico didn't respond. Nico lifted his hands to his face. Then slowly bent down. He picked up a large window shard. His hands got cut and became all bloody. Blood started to drip onto the floor. Drip drip drip drip. Nico didn't look at the blood. He was unphased. He slowly started to walk away from the window. Nico started raising the glass shard. BAM! Lightning struck, making Nico's form just a shadow as he lowered the glass shard as if stabbing something. A scream was heard. It was a shrill, high-pitched scream. Blood. That was what everyone saw. In the moonlight. Nico, on top of Holly. Stabbing the glass shard repeatedly into her chest. Holly's blood went everywhere. She slowly went limp, along with Nico.

"AGHHHHHHHHHH!!!" A scream of complete terror erupted from Nico's mouth. Everyone was terrified. Stunned. They couldn't move after the horrific scene that they had just witnessed. Nico screamed more, staring at his own blood-stained hands. Now a mix of his own blood and Holly's.

" di-did-d-id-did I do that?" Nico said in a panicking voice. Everyone just stared at him and slowly nodded. Nico was devastated by this news. He started to scream in anguish. He killed someone. He never hated anyone. How could He kill Holly? After coming out of shock, everyone threw up after witnessing the murder of someone. Then they immediately left the room. They decided to bring Nico with them after a small debate. Nico shivered with fear, his eyes hollow and dead. Everyone started running down the hallway trying to find someone. Anyone. That could help them. This was Murder. There was no one to be found anywhere. Rain was still pouring down hard. Everyone stayed huddled in the atrium of the building they were in for safety. No one got any sleep that night.

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