The silhouette froze along with Micjael and Aria, hearing the loud screams and sobs of a woman.
Aria looked at Michael her eyes wide, "Rowan.." She whispered, those shrieks loudening. If this where a Stephen King novel they'd have said the pictures on the wall shook.
"Who are you?" The voice asked, it was a boys. He was tall, with tan -from what Aria could tell- skin, he wore a white gown as well.
Michael swallows some saliva, the sound of his spit running down his throat was audible in Aria's ears because they were so close; and they kept inching closer as they quiver in the basement. "I'm michael, this is Aria." He spoke up.
Aria nodded.
"How do I know you won't hurt me?" He asked, "a group of nurses were down here and some THING came down here, tearing them all apart. I couldn't see who did it, but one nurse pushed me into my cell and sealed it shut. The bodies are piled up in the corner."
The two didn't notice the reading smell of blood and rotting bodies until the boy brought it up. The reek of the limbs torn apart from their body flew up their nostrils and they gagged, choking on the scent. "We won't hurt you because we are trying to destroy the person doing this."
The boy blinked and thought this through. Hmming his decision on wether or not to trust the couple that just appeared and opened his cell door, "... Why did you open the cells?"
"Well, we thought it was the power switch." Aria answered this time, her body in front of Michaels.
He nodded, looking at Michael and Aria. "Why where you looking for the power switch?"
"well.. It's a long story."
"I have the time."
Aria sighed, "alright .. Well, the thing killing everybody strives off electricity, right? So she killed all the kids-"
"Wait the kids!? They KILLED the kids!?" The boy asked, eyes widening
"Yes she did.." Aria said, looking down. "But that's not all she did. She killed off everybody here, we didn't think we'd find any survivors here."
".. Well, I'm Calum. I guess we are going to have to work together to find that power switch." He smiled.
Aria grinned, Michael smiling happily. "Great!"
"Where do we start?" Calum asked, looking at the two.
The two but their lips, hmming and haaawing, not sure where to go, exactly. "No idea, you have any plans?"
"Well, I think the circuit room is on the third floor. I believe I passed it when I was trying to get to the fifth floor."
Aria nodded, "okay- wait why were you trying to get to the fifth floor?"
"They told me to." Calum said simply.
"Oh, okay."
"So. We go there, then?" Michael asked, raising an eyebrow at the other two. The three standing in the dark basement shivered in the coldness. All Aria could think about was the screaming, what if one of her sisters where hurt? What if they didn't listen to what Aria has told them to do and they're all dead. What if the DID fight back, but they destroyed Katy?
Calum nodded, "let's."
"Best option." Aria noted.
With that the three made their way up the wooden stairs and back through the metal door frame. Back down the hallways, once more.
Calum was stronger, well fit, unlike the others. He was a star athlete. An amazing soccer player, he was picked to go to Brazil and represent Australia. But he dropped that to play music, which faltered and he fell here. Playing guitar by yourself in you room for people on Omegle doesn't help your career much. Especially when every person makes Asian jokes, when he's actually kiwi. If he wasn't performing for racist people online, he'd sing a song for Maddy Harris. His ex girlfriend, to which his relationship only lasted two to three months. He didn't really decide to drop soccer, he'd of loved to do that. But They told him not to, that was when the suspicions started.
He became violent, more violent then usual. It wasn't playful violence, either. He would full on hit people, randomly, then say "They told me to do it.".
They didn't appear recently. when he was around the age of seven, they would tell him to take bites of apples and leave them around the house. Nothing too big of a deal, but it was enough to worry his mother.
But one day, those voices in his head told him to keep going. On top of Maddy he kept hitting. His legs straddling her chest, his fists making harsh contact with her head. Her screaming sounding in the football field, blood from her nose in her mouth. The vile taste slithering on her taste buds. Her cries eventually died down, along with everything else. He had punched her nose and it broke, the shattered nose penetrating her brain. She died.
When the police questioned him he told them the same thing he would tell his mother about the apples, "They told me to."
Aria and him where put under the same roof, labelled schizophrenic. Mind you, Calum actually is.
Aria had a feeling that Calum was when he had said "They." He was a cool dude, but he was awkward and kinda creepy; like herself. So she didn't think he'd have any friend that'd dare him to do anything.
Aria felt no need to ask him why he was here, sometimes that sets people off. Nobody wants to talk about why they had been imprisoned in an asylum.
The turned the corner, sliding. Stopping in their tracks. The door of an air shaft laying on the floor in a pool of blood, beside Rowan's lifeless body. A shard of mirror in her left eye. The gruesome scene burning itself into Michaels mind.
"We can't stay here, we need to keep going.." She gulped, and they took off again. Past the body, the words 'Death' still on the back of her ear.
