Part 5 ~ Bodies upon bodies

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(Quick thanks if you read this far this is my first story and I hope you enjoy the rest)

We ran through the hole in the brick wall over and over unitl we accepted the fact we was stuck, in this murder mansion. We all sat in this room thinking we had no shot of escaping when we heard some sort of static TV? We slowly walked towards the sound.

We get to this distorted room with spinning walls and floating candles, how is this possible? What sort of witchcraft was this? Then the TV turned on...

Hannah came on the screen, we all screamed for help as we thought she was safe and contacting us from somewhere, but we thought wrong. Hannah claimed in a distorted voice, "Μπήκες ακριβώς στην παγίδα μου, όλοι νομίζατε ότι θα είμαστε φίλοι; αξιολύπητο, και μόνο ένας από εσάς μπορεί να επιβιώσει ΜΕ ΤΑΞΗ."

Side chick number 5 took Greek duolingo and translated it to 'You walked right into my trap, you all thought we would be friends? pathetic, and only one of you can survive IN ORDER.' I was loosing my train of thought everytime I blinked, thought of anything and lost focus, what did in order mean? Then the TV went back to static and the room started rotating! We heard a weird noise coming from outside the living room window...

It was a grinder! The windows started to open wider as if they had a mind of their own! And then, I saw Side Chick number 6 fall out the window and into the grinder, hearing her fatal screams made me realise, what if we all don't make it our, of this world, out of this universe, what I we were forgotten? The room stopped rotating, we saw a weird path lit up with bright pink butterflies which lead to a red door...

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