Corpse Party: Tortured Souls (Remake)

Chapter 1: Getting Ready

    There was a small little complex full of apartments, and there was the sun rising slowly up from the driven earth. The sun was slowly peeking over the mountains, making the sky light blue and cloudy. This was dawn. The apartment rooms were slowly going to wake up from its' slumber. The sun peeped through a specific window that had a sleeping peaceful person in there. The person would suddenly wake up.

    Inside the apartment, was lying a young man who was sleeping in his comfy bed. He was pretty exhausted and was sleeping peacefully. It was a late month of March and it was still freezing for this area. The young man was a Caucasian and he had brown hair. His skin was white like vanilla ice cream but with a soft texture. He was twisted up in his bed sheets and he was lightly snoring softly. His face was buried into the pillow until...

    BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

    The alarm right next to him woke him up. It kept blaring loudly. He slowly got up and looked around. He stretched his back and groaned quietly. "I hate the morning...", he said. He lazily sat up and turned off the devil-like alarm which was beeping to the devil's content. He groaned and stood up. He sluggishly went to the mirror and looked at himself. He had blue sparkling eyes but had small eye bags. His hair was all over the place but he fixed it up with his hand. He appeared to be 5'6 and he smiled. He was wearing a white shirt with blue pajama pants. He groaned again and looked at himself. He was kinda out of shape but had average muscles. He flexed and his muscles went out. He wasn't built but he was average. He then chuckled and went to the restroom. He closed the door and locked it. He pushed open the shower curtains and turned the shower on. He waited for it to get hot and he started to strip down his clothes. He suddenly went inside and moaned when the hot water hit his back. It was pretty chilly outside so he smiled at the warm water.

    After he was done, he turned off the shower and took out a towel. He wrapped around his chest and lower torso, like how a woman would. He does it like that because he doesn't really like showing off his chest. He had a roommate so he didn't really had any private space. He went out and got to his closet. He opened the door and saw a million things to wear. (That's a metaphor!) he saw a white polo shirt and took it. He also took a white t-shirt and black pants. He got his underwear and socks and went to his bed. He took off the towel and placed on his clothes. After that, he checked his phone from the charging station. He had a rose gold IPhone 6 Plus. He looked at his phone to see it 100%. He checked the time and it read '6:08am'. He shrugged and took it and placed it in his back right pocket. He also got his wallet and placed it in his back left pocket. He decided to lay down on bed and take a nap.

    'Let's be honest', he thought. He was pretty darned tired from last night. He had to stay after school to help out for an event. A sad one. It was a funeral most likely. It was a funeral for his friend, Jay. He doesn't know how he died but he knows that he has been stabbed at least more than twice. He winced at the thought and tried to get it out of his mind. He had a pretty innocent mind and he is probably the sensitive man. He did cry during the funeral, a lot. He was also scared of the dead body in the coffin. Yeah it was Jay's body, his friend, but it scared him to see a dead body in person. He shrugged it off and try to think of something else. He thought about how long the event placed out. It started around 4:30pm to 1am, so he was pretty tired. He suddenly yawned and fell asleep.

        Michael's POV:

    I was driving back from the store because I was carrying some groceries for me and Alex. Alex is a great friend of mine since Kindergarten. We've been there for each other since the day the dinosaurs were wiped out. Okay. That was a joke. But I'm just trying to make a point that we've been good best friends. We were really close friends! He's been to my side when I need help. I've been to his side when he need help and I was grateful for that. I remembered when I first met him.