Missing (YouTube FanFic)

[Chapter 9] Scattered

-Rachael's POV-

I turned around after hanging up with Kenya on the phone. I walked up to the table and rested my elbows on Anthony and Ian's shoulders, "How's it coming along?"

"Not good," Ian answered truthfully, "We can't even find where we are."

I pushed the two men aside and took a look at the map for myself. I pointed to a small box in the center of the map, "Maybe this is where we are. I mean, there's a door on every wall and I'm sure there's a hallway behind those doors so, I'm just assuming, but maybe that's where we are on the map."

"Don't be a smartass," Anthony joked, pulling me into a side hug and kissing me on the cheek. I glanced over at him in confusion, which in return caused him to blush.

"Oh my god!" Dan exclaimed, bending over the map, "If we're here, one of these doors is going to lead out. See? There's this hallway that is almost an immediate way out. There's only two rooms in the hallway, which we can easily go through."

"Hopefully," Phil added, looking at his friend.

"What is in the rooms though?" Toby proposed, "What if there's some deadly snake waiting to bite us? Or explosives waiting to go off?" We all glared at him, "What? We can't under-prepare for this."

Ian sighed, "Only if there was some way we could prepare..."

Just then, the door burst open. I jumped back into Anthony's arms as two people appeared in the doorway. Both dressed in white tyvek coverall suits and gas masks over their faces so they were unidentifiable.

"Who...who are you?" Toby inquired.

Just then, the two men pulled out guns. The six of us put our hands in the air in innocence. After that, a third man appeared from between them and threw something in the middle of the room. Everyone stared at it while it settled, starting to emit a gas. The three men watched as we all dropped our hands to our sides, and the room began to fill with smoke. My grip on life lessened and lessened until I closed my eyes and fell to the floor - knocked out cold.

*****

I woke up to my hands tied to a chair, as well as my ankles. I struggled to get out. "Anthony!" I screamed as tears started to stream down my cheeks, "Ian! Dan! Phil! Toby! ANYONE!"

The door in front of me opened a crack. I held my breath as a huge snake slithered into the room, whose teeth dripped with venom.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," I muttered under my breath.

-Third Person POV-

The five YouTubers and Rachael were scattered throughout the building. Anthony and Ian hung over a pit of hungry sharks, their hold on the slick, oil-covered bar weakening; Toby sat in the room where explosives lined the walls, and the string needed to ignite the red sticks of dynamite and black boxes was growing shorter and shorter; Dan was stuck in a room where the spiked walls inched closer and closer in, both exit doors locked; Phil in a room where water flooded into the room, the level of the water rising at a rapid rate; and Rachael was being constricted by the large snake as it slowly spiraled up the chair and her body, tightening its grip and starting to cut off her blood flow.

**Joey's POV**

As Kenya and I entered the highway I said to her, "So if I have all this correct, my theory about people getting sucked into the game was correct?"

"Yes." She replied.

"And as we speak, Rachael and Anthony are stuck in the game." I stated.

"Yep." She answered.

"And now we are driving to Shane's house to explain this to him."

She nodded in agreement and said, "Yeah, pretty much."

"You're not just playing with me, right?" I asked her.

"No, why would I joke about this?" She responded. I glanced over at her and she took a deep breath and said, "Pull over."

"Why?" I said, but I looked to see a serious look on her face. I pulled over and put my blinkers on. Out of her pocket she pulled her phone out and turned to her pictures, she then handed them to me. I looked at the pictures and the people all looked scarcely similar to the missing YouTubers. I was also able to identify Rachael and Anthony in the photographs.

I looked up at Kenya and she said, "Now do you believe me?"

"Yeah." I replied. I turned the keys back in the ignition, turned the key, and the car roared to life. I stepped on the gas pedal, and the car raced into action.