(AN: Here we go! Sorry for the delayed update, just writing a new story. [Hint: My OTP] But this book will come to an end in 2 chapters. Thanks you for supporting this story and I love you all! Peace! :)
Disclaimer: This chapter may be a tiny bit morbid.
***Mitch's POV***
I heard Jordan gasp and his breath slow down. I turned my head down the hall, feeling heat hit my face the second I did.
Everyone that was at the party, everyone who I had lost, was in a pile, being burned to a crisp. It was absolutely demented.
"No, don't make me do this!" Ian yelled, falling to the ground. He was crying and screaming curses at the carpet.
"I've seen too many people die in this lifetime... No more! Bon voyage, I'll miss you!" He said under the crackling of the fire.
He then hugged us all before running headlong in the direction of the fire. "No! Ian!" I yelled, trying to run after him. But Jerome and Jordan stopped me in my tracks.
"Mitch, it's already been done. No good will come from you doing this." Jerome said, voice completely void of all expression.
"Do you even care any more Jerome?!" I yelled, shaking out of his grasp.
"I don't actually. Everyone around me is dying! Why should I care!? It's only a matter of time until we're gone too! Can't you see it?! Accept it!"
Just wonderful! Perfect! Betrayal and death! Not to mention only three remain! Ha!
"Why are you doing this to us?! Not only did you kill our friends, but now you're torturing us by not even giving us the dignity of remembering them! Why?! What cruel person would do this!?"
Jordan spun around and yelled with a vicious tone, getting ready to rip someone apart.
But that mood melted as leaned up against the wall and started sobbing. "It's okay buddy, we're going to make it out of here."
He snapped and slapped me straight across the face. "No! We're not going to make it out of here! Didn't you hear Jerome?!"
I coulldn't believe this. All my friends, gone. And then the ones I had left hated me for trying to be optimistic!
"You know what," Jordan whispered, pulling himself off the wall.
"I'm not part of your system anymore! I'm sick of this twisted game!" He ran back to the tripwire we had found earlier and saluted. "Tell my girlfriend I loved her." He said, one tear sliding down his cheek.
"Goodbye." He slid his foot back and the was a loud bang and a puff of smoke. Upon the second of examination Jerome and I had left, we discovered he had been shot straight through the heart.
Perfect. Just the two I wanted. Prepare yourself. And don't worry, this will only be temporary.
My vision became blurry and I felt myself being pulled pulled towards the ground.
Don't worry, this is normal. Just relax.
The room started spinning and I felt myself get lighter and lighter, being pulled farther and farther away until I couldn't see anything.
"Goodbye Jerome..."
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No Escape (A Team Crafted Story)
FanfictionTeam Crafted and friends are having a party! All is going swimmingly until the lights turn off. And you know what they say, don't turn out the lights. © Lolgirl7 2014(Completed as of March 15, 2014)
