THREE

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POV: HUDSON


Am I a bad person for leaving her behind? Probably.

But at the moment I couldn't find it in me to care much. I mean she did tell me to leave her. So am I really that bad of a person if she asked me too?

We both knew that she wasn't gonna make it from the start. I could tell by how exhausted she looked after crawling out of that hole. If that is even really what happened. Not to mention she kept staring at me weirdly. Hard to tell if it was because she was attracted to me or just plain out didn't like me.

I pull myself over the last bolder and peak my head over the edge to see a very gruesome scene left behind. She was definitely dead. But at least she somehow made it to the center before they got to her?

I don't really think there is an at least in any case.

All I could see below was red smeared below a body. I scoffed and stepped away from the ledge tearing myself away from the gross scene. It was bound to happen. She was just a girl after all.

The moment I am away from the ledge scenery changes completely and I'm left in the darkness of a hallway. The only sound to be heard is voices.

My mind flashes to the knife that was lodged in a nineteen, back at the beginning with Austin. We heard voices before we came and found him dead. There were messed up people down here. It didn't make any sense, we were all just kids there wasn't any need to kill each other. At least not on the first day.

My instincts took over and I pressed myself between a gap in the wall between two halls where I wouldn't be noticed.

"-How many did you find down there?" I craned my neck up closing my eyes using my hearing to gauge how far away they all were.

"Four of them."

"What did you do to them?" they were both male.

"Made them kill each other-well tried to at least. They knew each other so they wouldn't do it." He laughed loudly. Hows that funny?

"And?"

"I made them watch, killed three and left the other one alone to watch it all happen. They needed to not be such babies anyway." I heard the crisp sound of a high five.

"So. You just left the other one?"

"Yeah well-" I could hear their breathing very close to me. They were rounding the corner, at any moment they could turn and see me. "-she was bound to die later. Weakest out of the group."

"Makes sense. Plus women-" I inched out as they passed me and walked backward as quietly as I could down the hall until they, and I were out of sight of each other. Their voices quickly faded away and I was left alone in a big metal hallway leading to who the hell knows where?

My feet made echoing noise as I rounded the first corner I could find. The only reasonable thing to do was to find a way out of this place as quickly as possible.

But as I rounded the corner I found myself face-to-face to the people who I was just hiding from. It was all just a big loop? Frick I should've gone straight.

I quickly backed up from them, but they only smiled creepily like me.

...To be honest. They weren't that intimidating. I mean if you're gonna choose to be a murderer at least be hot so theres at least one good thing about you. Otherwise whats the point?

It was only the long bloody knifes they had that made them intimitat-

NEVERMIND THERES A GUN.

I dove to the ground as one aimed a bullet at my head. It missed, barely.

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