Scream Queens

Hospital Hell

 Chanel #2 POV:

   "Honey you are going to be alright, luckily the stab wound is not deep. I am going to clean it up and stitch it after I am done" the doctor informed me. Nodding my head I watch her exit the white room and look down onto my hospital gown. 

   I can not believe this has happened to me... Why on earth would someone try to do something like that to me. I have no enemies, I am the nicest of the Chanels. I just do not understand... 

  Tears trickle down my cheeks as I let out a chocked sob. Get it together Katherine, get it together. You are safe now, and away from that dreaded sorority. 

  Fucking Chanel, thinking I faked that. I thought she was my friend. Well actually I take that back, I am pretty sure I was just a minion to her. 

"Ok Katherine, I am going to need you to lap back and relax, I am going to give you some medication so you will not feel a thing during this process Ok?" the doctor told me, bringing me out of my thoughts. "That is fine" I reply.

She inserted the needle into my the arm and not soon after that I began to feel unconscious, drifting into a sleep.

(Grace's POV) 

  "It has sadden me to say that we would have to keep everybody in lock down here due to the murder of Tiffany because each and every one of you are suspects until proven innocent." the detective announced as everyone is sitting in the living room, covered in dirt, well except for the Chanels. "What, you are telling us that we have to sit here and possibly get picked off one by one by the murderer because we are suspects?!" Chanel #5 screamed out loud.

 "Yep" the detective responded. "But its ok, I have hired a security to watch over you girls. Officer Denise Hemphill" he announces cheerfully.

"I need a glass of wine" Chanel #3 announces and struts out of the living room into the kitchen. "Wait officer. What about Chanel #2? She probably did it" Chanel stands up and narrows her eyes. "Chanel she was in the hospital while the murder happened, I understand you are blonde but judging from your roots you do not have to act like one" Zayday replies coldly. 

Oh my god, I snorted out loud. "Zayday I understand you are black but you honestly do not have to go all Shanequa on me or some shit like that, go eat some popeyes or something" Chanel replies smirking. "Well ladies I guess I will be on my way, have a nice night and Denise watch over them."

"Yes Sir" Officer Denise replied winking at him. Her appearance involved the classic officer uniform and she is African American. Also guessing she probably had sex with the Detective since he winked back.

"Ok ladies, where is the kitchen?" Officer Denise asks.

(Chanel #2 POV)

     Ugh my head is hurting and my arm is stinging. Oh yeah, I just got my shoulder stitched up. Opening my eyes, my vision is blurry at first however it comes to focus and I find myself looking directly up at the ceiling. I sit up and look at my surroundings and notice that I am still in the room, however I am alone.

    I need a glass of water. I grab the buzzer and press the button to signal a nurse. However it seems to be not working. Just my luck. Maybe I can just go find a nurse, Its not like I am severely injured or some shit like that. I get off the bed and make my way to the door, stretching out my back and my arms. I open the door and look down and up the long greyish blue hallways. There was wheelchairs and crutches and gurneys scattered all of the place. Weird

  Furrowing my eyebrows I walk down the hallway and make my way through the objects. "Hello, is anybody here?" I yell down out, passing by other rooms. Nobody replies. What the hell, I thought hospitals were supposed to be busy.

  "Hello? is anybody here?" I yell out louder. Still no answer. 

I turn a left and find myself heading towards the cafeteria. Somebody has to be here. Wish there was a map to this damn building. As I approach the cafeteria I notice that all the chairs and tables are flipped over and scattered among the room. 

Confusion and fear strike my body as I am brought back to what happened at Kappa Kappa. Breathing in and out deeply a walk past the cafeteria and continue to head down the hallway.  

What I see in front of me, makes my blood go cold and tears come to my eyes. 

Not again, no no no. This can not be happening. 

At the far end towards a corner there is a pool of blood and above the pool is man being pressed against the wall because of multiple knifes hanging him there. Another in his head. As I approach closer I recognize him as the doctor that stitched my shoulder up. 

My mouth and eyes widening in horror, I bring my hand up to my mouth and run pass the Doctor and run down the hallway.

This has to be a dream, this has to be a dream! This can not be happening. The killer can not be here.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!" I yell out loud "SOMEBODY PLEASE!" I find myself in a waiting room and witness the horror of multiple staff members bodies  laying on the floor, dead and there is blood splattered all over the place. The walls had bloody handprints on them. The floor was a slippery mess due to the blood. 

I see the exit sign and run towards it. I have to get out of here! There is no way in hell im staying here! I open the door and see the official exit down a large spiral set of stairs. I immediately make my way down. Being careful not to trip or fall. 

As I am halfway down I hear a door close. 

My blood runs cold for the second time. I hug the wall and look up to see a red cape flow past the rail. 

He is here, and he knows I am here. 

I hear his footsteps making his way down the stairs which causes me to snap out of it and continue running full speed down the stairs. I then realize I am not the only one that is running. I look up to see the Red Devil's mask look directly at me. Oh god.

I screamed so loud I am sure Kappa Kappa heard me. Gasping and breathing heavily I notice I am close to the door and I make past one final round of stairs and sprint through the door.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME THE RED DEVIL IS TRYING TO KILL ME!" I scream out loud as I run as far as I can from the hospital.