Sparia (LGBT)

Danger!

"Does anyone know what that alarm is for?" Mona asked as she looked around the room nervously.

"Wait, you don't even know what it's for? God, we're all going to die." Hanna was freaking out and pacing the floor. "This freak is going to kill us and play with our dead bodies or something!"

"Okay, Han, calm down. We aren't going to die." Emily tried to soothe her, but we could all tell from the way Emily's eyebrows were knitted that even she was scared. We all huddled together trying to stay calm and failing miserably.

Then the lights went out.

Someone grabbed my leg from under me, my screams got covered by the alarms and the other girls' cries for help. I was pulled into a dark hallway underneath the spot I was just at, now too scared to scream. I caught my breath and gasped for air.

"Aria." I turned to face the voice of the person who said my name.

"Who are you?" I asked there were no lights so I was blind, but the voice was familiar.

"I'm not the person who brought you here. It's me, Mike." I felt arms around me, hugging me.

"Mike?" I was getting watery, the arms let go of me, "I can't believe you're here, how did you get here? Can you get me out? Why do you sound so-"

"Aria."

"Mike, what do you need?"

"I'm not the person who brought you here. It's me, Mike." I took a step back, just in time for the arms to reach for the spot I was just at and hug the air. My eyes adjusted slightly to the darkness so I could make out arms, but I couldn't see much further than that.

The machine began to repeat itself but the lights turned on. The voice turned off.

I screamed when my eyes adjusted, it wasn't just a robot there, it was a robot covered in skin from animals or something. It was gray and patchy and over it were Mike's clothes that he had worn the last day I saw him. I turned away and threw up into a corner.

"Where are you A? Who are you? I want answers." I screamed as I turned in circles, just noticing my surroundings. I was in a long curving hallway that was dimly lit. It was clean. And I mean even Spencer would have been amazed by how clean it was. Not knowing what to do, I decide to inspect the dummy. It looked like rat skin, but shaved or skinned or something. The clothes had small patches of dry blood on them and as I walked around the machine I noticed a piece of paper in the jeans pocket.

I pulled it out being careful not to touch the clothes or skin.

Let's play a game. If you can get out of this maze without getting caught in a mouse trap, you can see him again. Want to be free at last, bitch? Run.

Based on the note, I think it is rat skin. I didn't want to get 'caught' so I started out with going to the right side of the hall. "Run, run, run." A voice whispered as I got further from the Mike Doll thing.

Not knowing whether to run towards the sound or away from the chanting, I went towards it. After a few yards of walking, I came to a large lion, that was, thankfully, asleep. I tip toed away from the beast as fast as I could, "Really? Are we your little lab rats or something?" I muttered to the ceiling once I was out of ear shot from the lion.

After about twenty more minutes of walking, I had come across three more lions, all asleep, just like the first one. I was down to the last to hallways I could take, one would get me out and the other one probably would kill me. I decided to take the one on the left, assuming that this psycho keeping me here would want me to go right again. I was deadly wrong.

An alarm sounded and red lights came on, instead of the crisp white ones, sending a deathly glow around the room. A roar came from the way the dummy was and the pattering of paws on the opposite side of the maze. I ran into the other hallway with the lions still on my trail. I saw a large green button on one side of the hallway's end and a red one on the opposite wall.

"That bitch." I said aloud as I came to the end of the hallway. Lions beginning to come around the corner, I had to choose. Right there. Right then.