BLOODSUCKER! || evil dead rise

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ ⋆DISASTER BOUND

(Y/N) / FIRST PERSON

We all recollected ourselves after the previous events. Bridget guided us all towards the elevator, which was a dumb idea but it worked. We clicked the designated floor and made our way up.

The elevator reaches the floor and doors open. People are standing outside in the hall and Ellie runs up to us with worry.

"You never take the elevator after a quake!"

"Bridget dropped the pizza." A scared Kassidy mentions.

"Oh, I love you guys so much more than pizza." Ellie pulls us all into a group hug.

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Danny basically dragged Bridget and I too his bedroom. He said he had something to show us. I knew he did something dumb.

He pulls out an old looking book.

"You think it might be worth something?"

I breathed out, "Danny, you can't just go stealing shit. This is useless anyways."

"Whatever. Mom could do with some extra money." Danny suggests towards Bridget.

"I don't think mom wants money from something you stole."

"It's not stolen!"
"It's probably been locked in that vault for forever."

I take my eyes off the dirty book, "Danny, weird shit like this gets locked up for reasons!"

Danny started clawing at the book to try and pry it open but ends up cutting his finger open.

"Agh. Fuck!"

I look at the book again seeing the blood seep into the cover.

"Dan."

"You ok?"
"It's just a nick."

"Dan!" I call out once more.

"What (y/n)?"

"Look!"

We all lock our eyes to the book again watching it come alive and unlock. Danny quickly opened the book and inspected the pages inside. Looking deeper into the book, each page was filled with a drawing of a gruesome picture. Each page got worse.

"Danny, please close it, I hate this."

Bridget shut the book of horrors almost immediately. "I don't like this. You need to put it back."

"Mom's not letting anyone leave."

"Then tomorrow." She walks out of the room and I was ready to follow behind before a hand grabbed my arm.

"(y/n), I have one more thing to show you."

"Danny, I can't look at anymore weird shit, I have a weak stomach."

"Please."

I pause. I want to be there for him but I don't want to get possessed or anything. This is scary.

"Fine."

He nods and starts walking to his bag that laid on his bed. He pulls out what looks like a record and sets the paper covering on his desk. He inspects both sides and sets 'SIDE ONE' up. After Danny aligns the needle, he spins it to help us make out the words.

As the record spins faster the words become less distorted. Though still creepy.

"Danny, what is this?"

He ignored me and continued playing the record. The words were randomized until they mentioned the book of the dead. I knew we shouldn't of messed with this.

The record ended finally but Danny was not done. He had another one.

"Danny, no!"

"(y/n), I need to know!"

"I'm leaving."

"(y/n) please."

"No! This shit is weird and possibly dangerous."

"Ok, I am sorry."

I started heading out of the dark bedroom. I had chills down my body. Who knows what we have gotten ourselves into. I walk into the kitchen where Bridget was standing.

"Hey Bridge."

"You ok (n/n)?"

"Yeah, just freaked out I guess."

"I'm sorry. It will be ok."

"Yeah."

We hugged and talked for a few minutes until a random pain shot up into my head. I feel different but but don't at the same time. It got so painful to the point I was on the ground screaming.

What's happening?