The Mystery Eight

Chapter Five: The Joke That Wasn't A Joke

Inside of room 'Four' were the final two, each being male. They had yet to even attempt leaving the room, or even saying a word to each other. They kept to themselves and were on opposite sides of the room,  they both kept an eye on each other, not letting either out of their sight. One of them eventually decided to attempt to look at the door, he got to it and it closed. He hopped back and screamed, falling on his ass, "What the hell it's some kind of ghost shit" he yelped.

The other just backed away slowly into the corner. "This can't be happening" he let out, his eyes were locked onto the door with a terrified expression on his face.

The other pushed himself off the floor and wiped himself off, then looked at the man in the corner, "They always die in the movies, and I didn't want to work with you but I'm not tryin to die, Which will happen if we split up and don't cooperate. So I say we just stick together until we're out of here." The other nodded in agreement.

"I'm about to shake your hand now, so you better tell me your name since I'm about to give you mine. Just cause you're in a corner doesn't mean you get to opt out of saying your name. I'm Jarvis" he reached his hand to the man in the corner.

"I'm Brenden." He said quietly.

"Repeat that" Jarvis said.

Brenden repeated himself a tad bit louder.

"Well, Brenden, what do you suppose we do about this ghost." He paused and before Brenden could answer Jarvis followed up with "And why did someone put us in some ghost basement shit."

"Why would I know how to stop a ghost? And secondly, I just thought, what if we're on reality T.V. and this is just some prank show one of our friends set us up on." Brenden stated.

Those words repeated themselves in both of their minds, and got the both of them thinking. Randomly Jarvis started yelling at the walls, as if a camera was there.

"Ha! you think you got me Jason, well jokes on you. I figured ya dumbass plan out, Imma beat ya ass when I'm out!"

He started laughing and playin around in front of the 'camera.' Brenden just stood there looking at Jarvis act a fool, he thought that millions of people were viewing him, so he just kept quiet and stood in the corner, looking down at his restraints.

"Let me guess, the ghost is going to kill me right when I touch the doo-" The door clicked open and he screamed, and jumped back.

"Okay, you got me there, but I'm just going to sit here and not move, let's see how entertaining the show is now." He sat in front of the open door.

As he sat there, he heard faint footsteps, but it got louder, and louder, and before he knew it the door opened more, and 6 heads peeked around the corner.

"Okay, and who are you supposed to be? Some actors who are supposed scare me into thinking it's real" he chuckled at them.

Not sure what Jarvis was talking about, they all stepped into the doorway, and just looked at him confused.

"So you were the man that just screamed?what's your name?" Alexis asked reluctantly.

'I just want to get this stupid meeting session over, there's been enough people for one day.' She thought.

"I'll just play along." Jarvis turned around and started acting over dramatic, "I won't ever tell you! I can't give off to much of myself or I might become vulnerable!" He paused then broke character, "Was that good enough for the stupid show? I want to go home now, and take off these annoying restraints."

All of them unsure of whatever it was they just witnessed, started to back up, but the door slammed shut. Keeping them all in the same room.

"No! not again." Nissa shrieked and started to tear up knowing what was to come.

Daniel didn't say anything and just let his head drop, which was enough.

"Okay guys, this isn't funny anymore. Can you guys stop messing around" Jarvis added in trying to make a rational response.

Nissa looked at him, and her lip trembled from the amount of fear that was set in her body, "I-I wish this was a joke."

Sensing the honesty that came from her, he felt the air slip from his lungs, and his breaths shortened. "I, don't feel too good." Jarvis began to feel dizzy and lean up against the wall, he scanned the faces of each of the others, seeing that this wasn't just some kind of joke.

Brenden stood in the corner alone watching what was happening but saying nothing. The fear got to him the second the door slammed shut, and along with the reactions from everyone else, he already knew this wasn't a silly prank.

Randomly a section of the roof started lowering, and a section of the floor start raising, separating Brenden from the rest of the group.

"Br-Brenden quickly get over here!" By the time the words came out of Jarvis' mouth, it was too late, there was only a thin space between where the floor and ceiling met, allowing them to talk to Brenden.

"Are you okay!!?" Damien called nervously, not sure of what kind of response he might hear.

"Y-yeah I'm fine." He looked around seeing if there was any way out, but there wasn't. Noticing a section of the wall had a small 'X', he tried pushing it, and the bricks fell into the wall, showing a tape recorder. He hesitantly reached in and pulled it out, then pressed play.

"You will be making a choice, and you have one minute to do so. If you remove more of the bricks next to where you picked this recorder up, you'll see a row of buttons with each persons name listed under it. Whichever button you push, will kill that person, allowing you to live, and releasing the antidotes to distribute. However, if you do not your life will be taken from you. What will you do, be the killer, and live with that burden, or the victim. The choice is yours, your time starts now."

He froze from fear trying to comprehend what he just heard. He snapped out of his trance and jolted over to the wall and hastily removed some more bricks, revealing the row of buttons. He closed his eyes, breathed in, then unwillingly pressed a button.