A bunch of random youtubers wake up locked in the same mansion with each other and weird bar codes stitched to the outside of their clothing. They must try to find the key and exit to escape the maze-like mansion. What's worse, someone..or something...
Yesterday's events tainted my dreams last night. First, the image of Ian, in the rut he was stuck in, screaming for us to help him, but only to be answered with our horrified faces watching this unfold. Then, Cory backed up against the wall, staring right at me for a split second, hoping I would respond, but seeing Keemstar return with a knife, and backing off, not wanting to have the wrong end of that knife stuck in me.
You could of saved them..my subconscious taunted as the images repeated themselves, but you didn't even move, you useless sack of sh*t. They regret partnering with you, I guarantee it. I woke, not wanting to hear another word from my subconscious, who clearly hated me. It had the right to attack me on Ian: I really should of done something, but it had no right to attack me on Cory's almost murder. I did try to step in, but Keemstar cut me off. Plus, as he walked by me, he pointed his knife at me, as if threatening to use it on me if I interfered. I wouldn't have cared about the threat if it wasn't for the circumstances. I left my dorm, only scanning over the odd note I found on the desk. Much of it was pointless blabber, but there was something that caught my eye. It appeared to have been added in last minute. It read, "P.S. It's DAR, okay? Dar, not Speechless." The ghost must've gotten ticked off when I called him Speechless, but I thought it fitted. I guess he doesn't like to be reminded of his barriers. I noticed that Delirious was up, too, but he wasn't sitting in his usual spot in the dining hall. He was looking all over the place, as if he lost something and was trying to find it. He whipped his head in my direction, half freaked out by my footsteps.
"Jesus, Delirious, chill!" I tell him, "You scared me more than I scared you!"
"Sorry," Delirious apologized, "ever since my near-death encounter with that monster, I've been a bit more edgy than usual." He resumed his search, but shortly after speaking to him, I notice an aweful smell in the room.
"Jesus, what is that smell?" I ask, disgusted by the smell.
"I don't know," Delirious answered without turning my direction, "that's what I'm trying to find out." I walk towards the closet, which stank the worst.
"Did you check here?" I asked cautiously. Delirious gave me a funny look.
"No," he replied as he came my direction, "Not yet, at least." I grabbed the closet door handle, and turned it till I heard the click. I opened, and something swung right at my face. Both Delirious and I screamed, scared out of our already freaked out minds. Others started to rush in, wanting to know what was going on.
"Holy sh*t! WTF is that?!" I was screaming. Delirious wasn't having any luck getting words to come out of his mouth.
"Let me see," someone demanded. I turned to see that it was Red and Cory. I step to the right, still looking at the smelly mess. I couldn't comprehend what I was looking at until Red started freaking out. Then it dawned on me, and I shuttered at the realization.
It was a dead body. I looked at it, still shaking from fear.
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It wasn't Ian's; this body wore yellow all over, and Ian wore a navy blue shirt with a black jacket. Tears started to flow from Red's eyes.
"How can that thing do something this inhumane?" Red spoke, his voice trailing off. He whimpered at the sight of the dead body.
"I hate to ask, but to you know this guy?" I asked, choosing my words carefully. His eyes shot my way, showing internal pain.
"He..was my brother, so YES I'D KNOW HIM!!" He raised his voice at the last part of his sentence. I was taken aback by his reaction. As far as I could tell, that was a very Keemstar way to react. Pink and Blue rushed to Red, hoping to calm him down. But instead of trying to comfort him, they looked in the closet themselves. Pink gasped in fright, but Blue started screaming at the top of his voice. Everyone was covering their ears at how lout he screamed. Once the screams died down, he started chuckling oddly. I think he was going mad or something, because what he said next sent chills down everyone's spine.
"I can't believe it.." he said between his insane chuckles, "we all are actually going to die. I didn't think that I was going to be right, but here we are..Three down, 12 to go.. And considering how fast people are dying, we'll all be dead before we know it.."
"Uh...Blue, you okay?" Red asked, haunted by what his brother just said. Many of us were backing away from him, frighted of what he would do next.
"Okay? To I look okay to you? We're brothers, right?" Blue asked, "If so, then you should be able to read my face when it says I'M NOT OKAY RIGHT NOW!!'" All I could to is awkwardly state at these two. I tried to distract myself from their conversation by reading the sign the body came with, but it wasn't any better. It read "Well, he was fun while he lasted.." indicating that this guy was alive while the monster did this damage to the body.
"I don't know about you guys, but I think I've lost my appetite. I'm gonna go explore now, if you don't mind." Max told the rest of us.
"I'm going with Max," Ross said, eager to get away from this madhouse. I don't blame him for wanting to go. I honestly wanted to get away from the hall ASAP.
"Uh, I'm gonna go, too. Cory, Anthony, you don't mind coming along?" Delirious asked, anxiety in his voice.
"I don't mind," I respond without thinking too hard about it, "And I don't think Cory has much of a choice." Cory avoided eye contact.
"Welp, if you'll excuse me, I've got some serious work to do," Keemstar said, "Leafy, you're with me."
"Again?" Leafy snorted, "how about f*ck no!" Keemstar shot him a "I don't care what you think" look. Leafy rolled his eyes. "Fine," he said, "But this is the last f*cking time we'll be partners, okay?"
"Alright. Fine, this is the last time," Keem said, pulling out a piece of paper, "cause we are getting the f*ck out of here!" he unfolded the paper to reveal a map of the entire mansion. I was stunned. How did he get that, and where did he get it from? I questioned to myself. We established our new objectives. One group will go find the key, or some lead to where the key is located. Another will search for the exit. Yet another will hold down the fort, and the last one will look for secrets of this place. My group was given the secrets goal. We set off pretty quickly, especially Cory, who seemed antsy to get away from Keemstar.
"Remember the compromise, Cory," I told him when he was getting a little too ahead. He sighed out of frustration, and slowed down his pace.
"I didn't forget, okay? I just don't want to be near him after, you know, that..." Cory muttered out loud. I was pretty sure he meant Keemstar, since he tried to kill Cory, and almost did. But, there is the chance that he meant Blue, since he was acting really weird and sh*t. I guess I'll never know who was referring to with those words. But at the same time, do I really want to know what he meant? Some mysteries are indeed better left unsolved... ------------------------------ A/N: Above image has some gore! Would've put this sooner, but I didn't want to interrupt the flow of the story. Finally, after so long, chapter 11 is finished! I had to get through multiple cases of writer's block to make this chapter possible. I may take a small break from this, just to "step back" and see where this story is going and how to keep it in the right direction. Thank you for being patient, and have a good night ;)
