[Chapter 2]

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When Brandon finally arrived at the scream, almost everyone was surrounding the inside. Gavin and Michael stayed back, and Brandon noticed that Gavin looked like he was going to throw up. Making his way through everyone, he finally saw it.

There on the ground was a dead body. He had brown hair that covered his eyes, headphones, and a white shirt that was now stained with blood. His nametag read 'Ty'. The smell of blood choked Brandon, and he let out a strangled cough, and backed away.

"Who would do this?!" Adam asked. He was on the verge of tears.

Another person with red sunglasses and black hair shook his head. His name was Jordan.

"I don't know... This... This is terrible." He mumbled.

"We have to find whoever did this!" Brandon said aloud. Multiple people nodded in agreement, but Ryan just laughed.

"I highly doubt that will be possible Brandon." Ryan stated.

"Why not?"

"Don't you realize? We've been chosen for the game this year. Someone's been killed, and the first thing you want to do is find out who did it?"

"Y-Yeah! If we don't they could kill again."

"But what would we do once we found out who killed Mr. Ty over here?" Brandon went silent. "Do you prepose we kill them?"

"I... I don't know..."

"Of course you don't. Now, I'll need a few volunteers to help me investigate the body." Ryan stood up and looked at the crowd. About four people came forward. One of them was Trott, and the other two were named Ross and Smiffy. Ross had scruffy black hair and blue eyes, and a grey suit. Smiffy had green hair that seemed similar to Brandon's, and a nice dark blue vest covering a long sleeved dress-shirt. The last one was named Ray, and he had glasses and wore a suit and white mask, and had a rose in his hair.

"Good. Everyone else go on with your day." Ryan smiled, and everyone else filed out silently. Brandon made his way back downstairs to go to the library. At least there he'd have some piece and quiet.

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Brandon found that a few others had decided to go to the library as well, but luckily it wasn't noisy. The only other people there were Seto, who smiled at him, someone named 'Taylor' who had an amulet similar to Adam's, but wore a grey vest and blue gloves, and someone with a white mask with a simple plain face that had a curl sticking out of it. On his blue sweater, his name read 'Cry'.

Brandon sat down and began reading a book silently. About half way through the book, Ryan came up to him and the others.

"Come join us, we think we know who killed Ty." He stated.

"Really?! Who?" Brandon asked. Ryan said nothing but led Brandon and the others back to Ty's room.

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Once they arrived, Brandon noticed everyone else had been there as well. Everyone stayed silent as Ryan looked at the crowd.

"With the help of a few people, I've found out who killed Ty."

"Well? Who did it?" Jordan asked. Brandon felt his heart race and he waited impatiently for an answer.

"It was G--" Ryan began to speak, but was interrupted.

"I did it!" Michael exclaimed, stepping away from the crowd. A few gasps were heard, and Brandon felt his stomach drop. Michael? No... He couldn't have killed Ty...

Ryan looked just as surprised as Brandon did. "You did?"

Michael nodded.

"Why?" Adam asked, choking ok his words. Michael was shaking in fear.

"I-I was chosen to be the mastermind for this year... I thought Ty would be easiest to get to.." He shrugged. Adam curled his hands into a fist and stepped up to Michael, but was held back by two guys named Jerome and Mitch.

"What do we do with him?" Brandon asked. Ryan slipped a hand into his pocket and sighed.

"We must do what's needed in order to keep balance." He said calmly and pulled a gun out of his pocket. He raised it at Michael's head, and didn't hesitate to pull the trigger. The bullet landed right between Michael's eyes, and blood splattered on Ryan. His body fell to the ground, still and lifeless. Several people screamed, but Brandon was too terrified to move. His eyes widened and he was shaking uncontrollably. He couldn't do anything. He couldn't move.

Gavin shrieked and ran beside Michael. He pulled his head onto his lap with his now blood-covered hands and sobbed loudly. Ryan took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped his face and hands off, sighing.

"I'm sorry Gavin... He couldn't be trusted." Brandon glared at Ryan and went to Gavin, wrapping an arm around his friend to comfort him. Ryan slipped the gun back into his pocket and took a step closer to the crowd.

"If we want to prevent any more killing, we have to get rid of the murderers. Without them we can last longer."

"And do what?! Wait for the inevitable?" Shouted Ant. Brandon was surprised at his sudden burst of emotion, but was glad someone was taking a stand.

"Unfortunately, yes. But we can delay it for awhile." Ryan smiled. "Until then, I will gladly accept the role as leader."

"Woah woah woah! Who said you could be leader?!" Asked another Brit, who had brown hair that was dyed green at the tips. His name tag read 'Tom'. Ryan smiled.

"Who's the one with the gun here?" This automatically shut Tom up, and he looked down.

"Anyone else oppose my leadership?" Ryan asked aloud, and no one had the courage to step forward again. "Good... Now, I'll need two people by my side at all times... Hm.... How about you two?" He pulled two people out of the crowd. Their names were Sub and Ethan. Sub had a green shirt and green eyes. He looked terrified but said nothing. Ethan had silver hair similar to Ty's, but red eyes. He too was silent.

"Good. Now that I've gotten my point through to everybody, carry on with your days." Ryan grinned. "Oh and I will need a few people to help clean up the bodies. I've decided we'll burn the bodies outside."

Adam, another guy with sunglasses named Bodil, a guy with black hair that covered his blue eyes whose name was Zek, and Mitch had volunteered for body cleaning duty. Jerome and someone named Jason were cleaning up the rooms. Brandon decided to comfort Gavin for a bit. Gav would probably never forgive Ryan for this... Brandon sighed and helped him up.

"Come on... I'll help you to your room." He said quietly, and Gavin nodded.

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