Blackemia Apocalypse

Chapter 3

Gab's POV

From: Unknown 

To: Gabrielle & Samantha 

Game starts now:  

Airplane crash, Buried alive, Cut into pieces, Drowned, who knows? I'll see you at 16:00 Palm :)

It's seven on a saturday morning! I knew this would happen and after Sam & I solve this, I need to find out why. I walk out of my room dressed in a baggy shirt, my leggings and vans to see Sam in her cream colored tank top, shorts and shoes.

"Where are you going?" Sam asked me

"I got a message." I say

"So? Me too. We need to solve this,"

"It says Airplane Crash, Buried Alive, Cut into pieces and Drowned. Did you notice that some are for no real reason are capitalized?"

"Dude, there must be a reason," she says stepping out the door "You coming with me?"

I say "Eww. No. That's gross." I say laughing soon we start laughing.

LOL. I'm just so funny huh... As we're walking down the street, I think about the Quotev Fanfic I read. Twenty six is the title. It's weird that, that story perfectly fits the situation. Airplane, Buried, Cut, Drowned. A, B, C, D. I wish our game was as easy as that. Why'd he give those four? There must be a reason.

Samantha's POV

I think I'm pretty much not thinking. I'm too paranoid to think. I bet she is. I knew we're both prone to paranoia.

"Hey Gabs? Can we go to starbucks?" I offered

"Yes please!" She replied

As we walk to the nearest Starbucks, we both ordered Chocolate Chip Cream and I see Gabrielle taking notes.

"I'll use the CR," she stood up, while I was playing with my phone

I nod saying "Okay," I looked at my phone and the paper she was taking notes earlier

"You can read the notes; if you want to," she gave me the paper

I say "Thanks,"

Once I look at the notes: 

Airplane - 191816 

Buried - 221189 

Cut - 321203 

Drowned - 418152

At first, I don't understand, then I realize these are numbers, ket numbers at our school. Since I'm in the Student Government Council, I bring my logbook everywhere. I bring my logbook out of my bag and look for the numbers. These numbers - they belong to the dead. Creepy.  Gabrielle goes back and tells me,

"I've got it." She says pointing at A, B, C, D and the numbers.

"It's a pattern. Look, it's like 26 on Quotev remember? A, B, C, D, also these numbers? They're the letters 1 = A right? But that's as far as I go." I drink a sip of my drink and say

"These belong to dead people" pointing at the part for the decreased in my logbook, I continue "Ashley Vira, Harry Angeles, June May, and lastly, Rizza Linsangan."

"Sam, look! They all died consecutively in ONE single year!" Gab says

'1982' I think...

"Subtract 2013 to 1982!" I say

"E is the next letter no time for numbers go to 1600th street!" We are now currently just a block away and then we hitch a ride. It is now 6 pm! Time flies. We got there to see Ricky Jones, our cousin, ELECTRECUTED.

Gabrielle's POV

I saw.... Our cousin there electrecuted - DEAD! I start to cry. Sam just stands there. In shock. I've never experienced this before. It's sad, but something I'll avenge. We'll avenge.  I'm driven by this moment. Spray painted on his body on the floor, on the wall, his blood saying "TOO LATE" I know this is Ricardo. I know it.

From: R.T.  

To: Gab's Cellphone

I hope you liked my present. I know you'll love #2 or maybe Sam! Who knows. ;)

----- 

When we got home I saw his death all over the news. A - Airplane Crash. B - Buried. C - Cut. D - Drowned. E - Electrecution. A,B,C,D, - The Alphabet -

Sam's POV 

When we got home Gabs would only say

"Why us? Why me?"

I say

"Gab let's research; I heard that our parents have something to tell you,"

She just nods.

*TIME SKIP* 

We are now at our home. We're having a family meeting. IDK what we are totally talking about.

I know they're hiding something.

UNKNOWN'S POV

It's just the beginning. I'll slowly recomplete this elixir. I'll build my empire on theirs. I'll bring their bloodline down one by one. No matter what. Step by step. Game by game.