A Little Bit Of Hell

Chapter 16

Omg I updated!

Ruth's POV

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Of course, the police couldn't find a goddamn thing to trace this guy. No surprise they didn't, I didn't expect them to. I know that, whatever he is, he isn't exactly human. They took the security tapes to take a look at them, hopefully they'll get something to go on. None of us are spending any more time alone, and the police have stationed a car at the top of the driveway. We're all just going to be at each other's houses for awhile. All of us, including Matt and Damian. Which is a tiny bit hilarious, because they can't fucking stand each other. At least Ash is with us, he's really the only who would ever be able to get between one of their fights.

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Rue's POV

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Ruth and Sav are asleep back at my place. Matt, Damien and Ash are there, all five are in the living room (Their sleeping on the couch and spare beds, its about four in the morning) so they should be fine alone. Charlie and I are taking a walk along the backroad, sort of heading for town. We both know that its stupid to be walking alone at night along the roadside next to the backwoods, but ever since we were little, taking walks like this together have always calmed us, help us relax and clear our heads. We were smart, she has a 22. In her bra, along with some pepper spray in her pocket, and I have a 27. In my bag along with hunting knife. We both have our phones. We're safe. We talk for a bit, laughing a little at some things. It feels good to be like this again, especially with whats been going on lately. "I just hope this is all over soon." Charlie smiles half-heartedly. I laugh a little. "I think we all do." Theres a rustling noise in the bushes next to us. We stop, both of us cautiously reaching for our weapons. My heart nearly stops when I hear a long "Sssshhhhhhhhhhh" it happens fast. A figure in a yellow jacket jumps out from the bushes, tackling Charlie. As this happens, two black leather-gloved hands grab me from behind, one hand on my mouth, and the other around my waist. I kick at my attacker, trying to reach for my weapons, but to my dismay, he tosses my bag across the road, into one of the bushes, and I can hear Charlie screaming, which only makes my sprinting heart beat faster. The next thing I know, I'm on the ground, my attacker on top of me. He looks about seventeen or eighteen, messy, dusky brown hair sticking out in all directions. He wears a black and silver mouthguard, and old, Victorian style steampunk welding goggles. He smells of blood and sweat, and every few seconds he'll tick or twitch. Before I can do anything, he binds my hands with rope, and puts a gag in my mouth. I look over my shoulder and see a boy about the same age as my attacker, wearing a yellow jacket and jeans, and a strange, white mask with black, feminine features. He does the same to Charlie thats done to me. The boy wearing the mouthguard throws me over his shoulder, and starts speed walking along sids the other boy through the woods. I have no idea where were going, I've never been this far into the woods before. We walk for about an hour, until we reach a huge, rotting, abandoned looking mansion. This mansion is huge, and I mean huge as in bigger then Ruth's. Half way through the trip, I gave up struggling. Charlie didn't though, the boy with the mask actually had to knock her out. I look over at Charlie's limp body, which only heightens my fear and anxiety. We stop at the huge double door entrance, they boy in the mask, sets Charlie's unconscious body down, and opens the door. Picking Charlie back up, they walk into the Mansion. Its dimly lit inside, but still bright enough to see the whole place. It's actually quite beautiful, but like the outside, dilapidated and falling apart. It smells old dusty, like the smell of old books, and something else... Something faint, but still there, like the source is hidden somewhere in the mansion... It smells like... Death.

I'm suddenly dropped on the floor, and before I can run, fight or even think, He has me again, this time binding my ankles.
Well shit.
They take us to a large room, with blood red carpeting, black satin walls with gold embroidery, and a huge chandelier broken and shoved in the corner of the room. Charlie and I tossed on the ground in front of about five or six boys. The masked boy slaps Charlie a few times, waking her up. Her eyes widen the size of dinner plates, and she pulls her knees to her chest. I look around at all eight boys staring down at us, they all look between the ages of seventeen and twenty-one. I take in everyone staring at the two of us; A boy around twenty with long black hair, leathery white skin, and a sinister smile carved into his face. Another around the age of seventeen, wearing an orange hoodie and dark jeans, and a black mask made of fabric with a blood red frowning face painted on it. Sitting next to him is a monochrome clown, grinning at me. There isn't much to say about him, except that the way he's poised, sitting on the arm of the chair, he looks like a ragdoll. His long arms crossed over his chest, his back hunched over, his hair hanging over his eyes as he's grinning down at me. On the floor, leaning against the couch, is another boy, probably seventeen, maybe even sixteen. He looks exactly like Link, except everything he wears is black, his skin is grey, his hair is silver, the whites of his eyes are black, and his irises are blood red. Standing behind the couch with his arms crossed, is the almost exact image of Link. He's about 6'2, his eyes are crimson red and bloodshot, blood tears tracking down his face, his hair seems to be constantly dripping icy water, and theres something about him... I can't pinpoint it but its there... Something that feels... Off. Theres the two boys that brought us here, the masked on sitting on one of the arms rests, and the other standing next to him with his arms crossed. And sitting on the couch next to the boy with the smile carved into his face, is EJ.

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What's up sluts? I wasn't exactly sure who to put into this chapter, originally I was going to have Bloody Painter, Candle Jack, Glitchy Red, and Homicidal Liu, but I thought that might be a little to much. Message me for any suggestions or requests of who you want to be in the book.