ELEVEN: history lessons

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍
𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬

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Elijah raised a brow at the methods being used. "not one to judge or anything but Jesus". Elijah kept his thoughts to himself. seeing the three large candles was new. standing right behind Colbys chair. sitting wasn't going to fix shit right now.

Elijah looked around the room, breathing out and stuffing his hands awkwardly into his skinny jeans. the room had weird flower wall paper. Elijah could die happy never seeing this shitty stuff again, let alone being win the room of a murder.

"Elijah" Colby finally broke the silence Elijah built to ensure his sanity

"huh" he bites the inside of his cheek and snaps his head away from the candles and to Colby.

"you good there?" Sam asks leaning on the side of his chair.

"oh, yeah" Elijah nods and sways on his feet.

"you were really outta it" Seth adds in a moment later.

"yeah weird fucky shit" he shakily breathes out and nods. wrapping his arms tightly together.

the three other boys look at each other then back to Elijah.

Colby has a habit of breaking silence "you can go outside"

"no, no im fucking fine" Elijah frowns before snapping a smile back.

everyone shut up and turned back to the table, Sam slid a blindfold and headphones across to Seth.

"ok lets see if we can get the full truth about this, maybe be the first ones to solve it" Colby sets the camera on the table. checking that the others were in place.

Seth slid the blindfold on then the headphones after glancing around the room one more time, seeing Elijahs blank grey eyes before pulling the blindfold to fully cover his eyes. settling into the back of his chair, ready to start.

Elijah felt the chill again and ducked slightly as he fully turned on his heel.

"what? what is it? whats wrong?" Colby snapped quickly looking up to him.

𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, c.brockWhere stories live. Discover now