Who's the Killer (A WWE Mystery)

Chapter 8~ The Return

---AJ's POV---

Tick Tok.

Tick Tok.

Tick Tok.

It's been one week, 7 days, 168 hours, 604800 seconds...if you want it in simpler terms.

One week since we've been locked in this room, one week since everyone died, one week of exhaustion, one week of suspension, one week of hell basically.

We discovered 3 days ago Charlotte's dead body...or what was left of a body.

Becky took her death the hardest, they were best friends after all, and Paige didn't really care and that seem cold hearted...but then again neither did I.

I can't believe someone could do that to another person, feel nothing and simply move on. What made in worse was it happened right under our noses, so that put everyone on edge more.

No one trusts anyone and no ones taking chances with being alone, so we've been together for the last few days...I mean we were together already, but now no one did anything alone.

Everyone had their own ideas, who the killers were.

I thought it was Paige who killed her, but then again Nikki thought it was me...I wish someone would kill her, I know that's heartless and mean to say but she and brie are so damn annoying and don't get me started on their entrance theme.

Punk, who by the way I still hate thought it was of course Dean, he didn't really have much to say about what he thought...just stared at punk like he wasn't even their.

I hope we get out of this room soon, its getting hard to breathe.

No I don't mean with lack of space or oxygen, but you can't do or say anything without someone thinking your planning a killing.

So yea, I would love to have my own space again.

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---Killer's POV---

Everyone was sick and tired of this fucking room.

So was I, but the plan worked...no one trusted anyone now. Everyone was now surveying how people acted and responded.

Everyone outside the room had died the first day we locked ourselves in.

The toxic gas had left the air 2 days ago, but I wanted to be sure so we stayed a little while longer. The other two casually came and sat by me on the floor.

"So are we ready" he asked

"Yep, it should be clear now" I said

"It was clear two days ago, but your paranoid ass wanted to stay" she said sounding irrated.

"Better safe the sorry" I told them

"Whatever, the door will open tomorrow right" he asked me.

"Yea, at 8 am" I told them.

"Great, cause I can't stand these assholes anymore" she told us eyeing each person.

"Yea, we know" we both said to her.

We stopped talking after that, cause their was nothing left to say so we all dispersed and went to different places in the room.

I hope this day goes by fast, cause I'm loosing patience with these people.

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(The Next Day~ 7: 50 am)

***Dean's POV***