Lights Off

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1:00 A.M.

"What the hell?!" Charlie shouts. Sam can't help but let out a scream. What is going on?!!

"Who did that! It's not funny!!!" Sam shouts. She sound pissed. I mean of course. It's not a joke if no one is laughing.

"Where are you guys?!! I can't see anything!" I cry out trying to see. My eyes are open but it's just black.  I suddenly feel someone. I can easily recognize who it is because they're so tall. Especially compared to me. Charlie. Thank God. I grab onto their arm so I'm not alone.

"Wheres the light switch?!" Charlie asks with urgency.

"I don't know!" I yell. I try to feel around but we're nowhere close to any wall. It's even harder because of the lack of sense of direction.

Suddenly a piercing scream fills the basement. That scream belonged to Samantha. What the hell is happening?! Is she okay? 

"SAMANTHA?" I cry. What the hell...! What the hell!!! What the hell!!! She doesn't respond. My grip tightens around Charlie's arms. I want to cry... My breathing becomes heavier each breath I take. I want to break down. I don't don't know what happened. Sam isn't responding... I don't know if she's okay. Maybe she fell and hurt herself...

Suddenly the door can be heard opening and the lights flick back on. It's Maddie...  I quickly search the room for Sam.

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I let out a howling shriek. I cover my mouth... I want to throw up. She was dead, right at my feet. Samantha was fucking dead. I gasp for air that seems to just not go into my lungs in between my cries.

"Oh my God.... Oh my fucking God!!! OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!" Charlie runs up to Samantha. They kneel over her with tears in their eyes.

Stab wounds in the back of her back.5... My eyes dart around the room. Who would've done this... I see Maddie running up to Sam and Bethany still is in the same spot she has been. She hasn't moved a muscle.

"M-m.. Ma-.. did.. y-you..." I choke out. I can barely speak through my sobs. Tears won't stop falling down my face. I can't stop shaking. I can't even process that my friend is dead right behind me. This can't be real. I'm dreaming! I have to be...

"What... no! No... No...!" Maddie cries, shaking her head aggressively. "G-god no...! I was taking a fucking shit and I come d-down a-and... I-I... H-holy shit...!!!" She sounds like she can barely breathe. Her hazel eyes are wide open with tears welling up in them. Her head peaks around me to look at Sam lying on the floor. The carpet underneath begins getting redder and redder. The puddle of blood grows around Sam, staining the carpet.

"WE NEED TO GET HELP!" I find myself screaming. I look at Maddie with urgency. We need to get upstairs RIGHT NOW.

"G-GO! I'll stay here... I-I.. I just can't leave her..." Charlie cries. They stroke Sam's curly dirty blond hair. Most likely a way to comfort themself.

1:15 A.M.

Me and Maddie run up the stairs and I turn the doornob. It's not opening... I try to jiggle it more. Not a budge... I look at Maddie with fear. I hear Charlie scream. My eyes widen slowly looking at Maddie. There's no fear in those eyes. Her lips start slightly twitching and they curl into a smile. My brows raise.

"You won't be leaving. It locks from the outside." Maddie says with a twisted smile on her face. I try looking down the stairs to see if Charlie is okay. I can't tell... but they're alive.

Suddenly, Maddie pushes my back against the door. She pulls a kitchen knife out of her sweatshirt pocket. She slams her left forearm against my neck. The knife is in the other hand. I feel like I can't breathe. I was a fool. Why did I blindly believe her?! Did I believe she'd never do anything like this?! She betrayed me. All of us. Why is she doing this...? Maddie grazes her knife against my chin. My heart is pounding in my chest. My eyes are still wide. I'm still shaking. I am faced with death but I will not let them kill Charlie. I knew Bethany was acting weird. Yet we did absolutely nothing. We left her alone, we let her conspire, we let her excute it. I need to get away from Maddie.

I push Maddie away with my legs. She flies down the stairs. Sorry not sorry you fucking betrayer. I jolt to save Charlie. They're being held captive by Bethany. A bloody knife is held tightly against their throat.

"NO STOP IT-"

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