Chapter 5

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POV - Brad

The fall into the punishing hole had knocked all of us unconscious, I guess. I woke up to find myself in an empty room with one door and no windows. It was dark. I could tell something bad was going to happen. I tried to break free of what felt like more metal shackles. I couldn't see anything. That's when the lights turned on..

When the bright lights illuminated the damp and dreary room, I could see everything around me. I was in a desk in the middle of an otherwise empty room. Not the type of desk you have at the school, but the one you would have at home or an office or something like that. The only good things to come out of this is I get a break from football..and a break from Ashley. She can be really annoying sometimes.

"Welcome to the Punishing Hole," called a woman's voice over the loudspeaker.

I could hear the screams of my friends in other rooms.

"Before you, is a variety of switches with pictures of your friends on them. Every time I ask you a question, you choose one of them, or your time is up and someone else will choose for you. Each question will be directed at you only and no one else will know who chose what. Happy Game Night!!"

I was officially freaked out. What did this guy--girl--thing--bitch want from me?!

"Brad, you're up first. Out of all your friends before you, choose one of them to get 400 volts of electric shock."

"I CANT DO THIS!! I love all of my friends yo. Please don't force me to choose like this. Wha-What if I kill one of them?" I pleaded.

"Choose one...or all will suffer."

Gosh that voice is so degrading. Having a nice innocent sounding female voice to guide us through our torture. This really was hell.

"3"

"2"

"1"

I had to choose. I hated myself but I chose Kylie. She was the reason we were down here in the first place!!

"AHHHHHHHH NO PLEASE PLEASE DON'T HURT ME, I'LL DO ANYTHING PLEASE!"

She was begging for mercy..screaming. I was trying to break free but I couldn't. The screams got louder and louder. As if they were directed towards me. Louder and Louder. I couldn't handle it. When I couldn't take it any longer, the screaming stopped.

ZZZZZZZZZZZPPPPP

It was silent. It was all my fault. Someone like Jason or Robby could've taken it. They're dudes. Shit. What've I gotten into. What if she's dead?!

POV - Robby

What the fuck. I just heard Kylie screaming. What type of sick American Horror Story bullshit is this?

"Robby, out of all your friends before you, choose one to face 2 weeks in 'The Well' without food or water."

WHAT THE HELL!! Shit. Shit. Shit shit shit. I can't do this to any of them! Not even Ashley!

"No! You can't make me do it!" I yelled.

"Choose one...or all will suffer."

Crap. I have no idea who to choose!!

"3"

"2"

I reached across the desk and flipped the switch with the picture of Ashley on it.

For about a minute, it was just silence.

That's when I heard Ashley.

"PLEASE. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DON'T DO THIS!! WHaaaa," is all I heard.

I'm guessing they probably put chloroform over her mouth but the thought was too terrible to imagine. What have I done...I'm a monster..

"Ashley is probably going to die. And it's gonna be her blood on my hands. we're all going to die." I thought to myself.

And for hours and hours we kept playing the same multiple choice game of torture...hearing the screams of my best friends, and being put through torture myself, until finally it stopped. I thought maybe our punishment was over. Maybe the game was done.

But the punishment was far from over. The bastard just decided to change the game.
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Authors Note- Thanks for all the support. I know you guys keep asking for more everyday. I try to upload once a day but please don't rush me. Thank you !' -Wyatt🌿

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 17, 2015 ⏰

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