.: Sean's POV :.
They took me away for attempting to rip people's body parts away one by one. They caught me.
Now I'm on a boat, blindfolded, and on the way to some island. I'm not scared, just a bit out of my comfort zone. After all, I haven't murdered someone in seven days.
Heck, I haven't even seen anyone to murder in seven days. Wherever we're going I hope I can kill some new people, or at least get the chance to.
.: Mark's POV :.
We walk in a straight line, chains connected, each one of us looking out the dirty windows, hoping for sun. We might be criminals, but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy heat.
We stop. One of the staff has to go get something. I look out a particularly clean window. A boat just docked.
They pull a young man out from it, strapping him down with chains. They keep his mouth piece in, but take his blindfold off.
The staff member returned, continuing to lead us to the mess hall.
When we get there, they unstrapped us and locked us in. I immediately look around. Any time anyone is unstrapped, you have to be aware. Mentally and physically.
I grab a piece of bread and an apple and sit down. I bite into the soft, old apple. Soon, a "friend" sits down across from me.
"What did you find out?" I ask. "Seventy two exits in each facility. To save the others, we would have to sneak into one of the staff's Jeeps they take back and fourth." He says, wriggling to make his straight jacket more comfortable. "Nice Felix." I say.
The back door opened. A staff shoved the noob into the mess hall. He looked around as if he was hungry.
Me and Felix stand up, walking over. "Dude. You're with us now, come on." I said. He followed suspiciously.
We sat down. I offered him my bread. He slapped my hand. "No. None of that. We don't eat Satan's bread in hell." He says.
"Wow. You're new and you already know a lot about this place." Felix jokes. "Why are you here, Jack?" I asked.
"My name is Sean. And I had a workshop where I would tear people's limbs off. You guys?" He said.
"I'm a cannibal. No worries, the people here are to sick to eat. Even you have already been infected." I say.
"Yeah. And I'm a very observant pyrotechnic that can make a bomb out of almost anything."
"Is that why you are wearing that straight jacket?" Sean asked.
"Yes ma'am. Almost blew up the place. Kapooi!" Felix laughed hysterically. He's probably the only one who can laugh any more.
"I'm Mark Fischbach. This is Felix. He forgot his last name in an explosion." I say.
A fake bell rings, signalling for us to get back to our staff.
"Nice to meet you Sean. See you Felix." I say, rubbing my wrists to get ready for the chains.
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Also, yes I am fully aware that Felix's last name is Kjellberg, I just thought it'd be interesting to make him forget it. He's a frickin Pyrotechnic.
Bye-bye!
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