No Escape (A Team Crafted Story)

Chapter 4- More?

(AN: Thank you again so much for the support in this story!!! I know it's not traditional, but thank you from the bottom of my heart, or top, whichever one it is!  Rambling over and thanks again so much! Hope you're having a wonderful and pleasant day. :)

*Preston's POV*

I sat on the stairs with Mat by my side, waiting for the response of others.

"Hows the voice doing? I mean, is it acting up or anything."

Don't tell him. You must tell no one.

I was about to respond when Ian and Quenton came up from the downstairs corridor panting and out of breath.

"Guys! We found Jason's body!" Ian shouted. My eyes shot up to meet Ian's, hoping that he wasn't messing with me.

"Are you serious?" Ian nodded and I followed him down the stairs, along with Mat and Quenton.

They lead us to a mahogany door with a brass knob and slowly turned it. Mat covered my eyes with his hands and gasped.

I gulped and asked "Is it really that bad?"

"Yes, yes it is," Mat barely managed to squeak out. I put my hand on the hand that Mat hand over my eyes and slowly pulled it off.

But Mat was right, I wasn't ready. Jason's lifeless body was beaten, bruised, and looked like he put up a fight with whoever did this to him.

But his loss was signified by the cloth wrapped around his mouth and the duct tape around his wrists and ankles.

I stooped down and grabbed the gag on Jason's mouth, taking it and clutching it in my hand. I took the cloth and put it down in defeat, knowing that there was nothing I could do to save him.

"No, NO! This can't be happening! Just put me out of my misery! I don't care any more!"I shouted, curling up to the deceased Jason.

I sobbed myself to sleep, longing for the day that all of these memories would be gone.

*Time skip to when he wakes up*

I rubbed my eyes open, and everyone was there, in front of me. I sniffled and wiped a tear off my cheek.

"You guys all stayed here? For me?" Ashley nodded and pointed to Mat. "We were just gonna take you upstairs, but he convinced us to stay. You know, you've got a good friend." I grinned and looked at Mat, who was staring and the ground and blushing.

I got up and jumped towards him, literally. I ended up toppling both of us over, which made both of us laugh.

"Look, I'm sorry to break up the star-crossed lovers, but I think we need to get upstairs. We've been ignoring the obvious for far, far too long." Ant said, leading everyone upstairs.

He walked to the door and attempted to open it, but it was locked. "Pfft, figures," I said as Ant tried to open the door battering-ram style.

"Guys, we can't get out." We all looked at him with the "No dip, Sherlock" face.

"Alright, we need to use the buddy system like Preston suggested. We should have Quenton and I-"

The lights turned off. "HELP! HELP! I can't -" Ashley screamed before stopping mid sentence.

The lights turned on again, and Ashley was pinned to the wall, stabbed through the chest.

She hung there lifelessly, eyes wide open. Mitch was the first one to step up and go to her.

"I, I can't even. I'm gonna find a way out. I just wish I had told you everything before this." He closed her eyes and pulled the knife out of her. She fell over onto Mitch and he carried her into the room where they had brought Tyler and Jason's bodies.

"I'm gonna get out. For you." He lightly kissed her forehead and let a single tear fall down onto her blood-stained shirt.

I looked at the painting of the previous owner and tore the painting off the wall. Behind it was a note, etched into the wall.

'No one will survive," I read aloud.

Hahaha, hahahaha!

The voice was cackling maniacally inside my head and it was driving me insane. I fell to the floor and curled into a ball, slutching my head and rocking back and forth.

"Preston, are you okay?? tell me the truth? Is it back?" I nodded at Mat sat at my side.

"It's ojkay guys, can we have a minute?" They nodded and left the room.

"Preston, it's okay. We will make it through this."

No you won't

I grabbed Mat and pulled him in for a hug. "It says that I won't! That I'm destined to die" I sobbed into his shirt.

"Well, it's lying. I'm not gonna let it happen, at least, not in this lifetime."

I smiled as he walked me back to the main room.

Eveyone was having a moment of silence until Sam said "We need to find who this doing this! I don't wanna die! Not without a fighting chance!"

"Alright, then we need to split up with our buddies. Quenton, Ian, you're with me and Sam. Everyone else, split up."

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