Lucas x Ethan I guess

It Begins. (what you mean? Fuck if i know)

It was another day in this dreaded shithole.. Jack and Marguerite were already dead.. At least Ethan thought so. God, he couldn't stand this place anymore.. Zoe and Mia can probably save themselves from how long he was taking in the barn. He searched and peeked every corner to see if anything was hiding from his reach. Anything was perfect. Chem fluids, herbs, first aids.. Etc. Now what Ethan didn't know were the cameras hidden. He knew he was being watched, but from where.. That was a different story.

Lucas was the one who did this.. The little fucking traps. More molded, more.. Puzzles. That birthday puzzle ended badly and the both of them had decided to.. Make an agreement. Since Lucas had that little flop.. And Ethan couldn't find the head, Lucas let him slip to another side of the barn. Now he's stuck in more puzzles and more traps..

Just then, a voice spoke up in the eerily quiet halls.

"Hey buddy! How's the uh.. Searching for nothing?" The voice was teasing, but not venomous.

"Oh its just great! Looking around and wasting time as my wife rots!" Ethan sneered. God another minute of puzzles will kill him.

"Aw don't be like that, Ethan! How about you and me have a real eye to eye! A little.. Game if you will! Do you like cards, Ethan?"
He asked with a hint of mischief.
Ethan sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Listen.. Dick head. I don't want your shitty puzzles..or your shitty games. Let me talk to Mia."

After a minute of silence, a small 'click' was heard. Ethan looked back at the door, it was now locked.. He growled, then turned when a soft hissing noise was heard.

"Shit.."

Ethan soon was knocked out by an unknown gas..

Ethan this is why you shouldn't be a dick to murderers.

To be continued.