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ꉓꃅꍏᖘƬꍟꋪ 9

"I choose..." I pause for a split second, my eyes starting to fill with tears, I watch Brendon as he looks up, eyes wide with anticipation. I exhale to let out one fatal word.

"You"

The pistol went off setting me back as I watch a bullet pierce Brendon in the stomach. He stands there shocked, eyes wider than ever, his hands move to cover the wound, his chocolate eyes, still watching me as I make my way down the steps of the stairs slowly. Tyler and Josh stare at Brendon flabbergasted by what happened, but then their shocked faces turned into an wicked smile.
Tyler started to chuckle slightly, Josh soon followed, then it all turned into maniacal laughter, their heads flew back as they couldn't hold in their giggles of joy.
"NICE ONE HAHA!" Josh said looking at me as his lips curved into an insane smile.
Brendon, now on the ground clutching onto his wound looks up at me in betrayal.
As I untie Tyler and Josh I lend Brendon a look of mercy as Josh, Tyler, and I make our way out of the room.
As I look back, still with a look of mercy, Brendon's eyes were filled with tears, but his face showed so much anger. He then screamed, he screamed hard, in pain, in sorrow, in guilt, and then let out one last screech, then all we heard was one last breath, then silence.
As we walk through the hall way Josh wraps his arm around my shoulder and looks at me with a wide smile.
"Thanks. You know, I would have loved to shoot him." Josh said, smile growing wider, giving me chills.
"Yeah! Me too! Oh man, we should do this again sometime y/n! I didn't know ya had it in you!" Tyler said wrapping his arm around my shoulder as well.
My mind started racing, what was I going to do now? How do I get out? Where am I? I need to get away.
"You guys are a bunch of psychos... did my therapy even help you both?" I ask nervously, looking at both of them as we walk.
"Sweetheart, we never changed, we will never be different, but there is one thing that you did change in us, you gave us something that we never even knew we had in us..." Tyler said, stopping us and looking me dead in the eyes.
"Love" Josh said.
I look up at with an innocent stare. My anxiety starts to fill up, I start to panic, I then leave their grasp as my feet carry me faster and farther away from them, I hear them call my name, but I don't listen, as I run carelessly, I end up back in the ballroom, my face confused, scared, and filled with crystal tears.
I stop and look around, everyone in the ballroom, lifeless as a statue. But then they start moving, as they grip each other and start to sway, the orchestra kicks back in and is now playing music. Everyone starts to dance again to the music and start to bump into me without a care in the world.
"Ow! Hey, stop!" I yell with anger and discomfort, but of course they don't.  So I move through them to find myself in front of a wall. Great, how am I going to get out of this maze-like mansion?
I start to slouch down against the wall, knees to my chest, I burry my head into my knees and let out a sob.
"Excuse me miss? Are you okay?" I hear as I look up to see a man around my age squatting to the ground where I was with a worried look on his face. He has brown hair, face paint covering his chocolate eyes like a mask, topped off with a soothing voice.
"Are you real?" I ask reaching out my hand to feel my palm softly graze over his cheek. He just smiles lightly and giggles.
"Of course I'm real. Here, let me help you up and take you upstairs to a bedroom and get you cleaned up." He said extending his arm towards me, I wipe my tears and and take his hand.
He then leads me upstairs and then into a small bedroom, just as he said.
"Here, have a seat, let me get you some clean cloths besides that dress, and a towel just in case you want to take a shower." He said placing me down onto the bed and walking towards the door.
"No, no, please you don't need to do that. I just need to find a way out of here." I said starting to get back up.
"It's fine, I want to do this, it's the Least I can do for you, and please, rest, you need it, I can tell, you look very stressed, I'll let you leave tomorrow, but for now just relax." The man said sitting me back down onto the bed.
I then proceed to take off my mask, the man leaves the room and then comes back a few minutes later with a clean pair of cloths and a towel.
"Thank you, I really appreciate this." I said smiling and him.
He blushed slightly and gives back a wide smile.
"It's the least I can do." He said placing the things onto the end of the bed. He then makes his way towards the door.
"Wait! I didn't catch your name! I'm y/f/n, and you are?"  I said asking the kind man.

"Ryan, Ryan Ross"

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Great twist right? Yeah I know. Also, I might change the title and description of the book a little bit because this is turning into more of a "panic! at the disco/ twenty one pilots X reader" fanfic, so I might just change it to that because I need the story to get juicy, LoTs o' DrAmA! I think it might work, so get ready for more of that!