Halloween Hell

Chapter 7: Right Pathway

Piper's P.O.V.
9:19, The right pathway, Somewhere with a murderer.
Once we were a little further down the path, Brooklyn broke the silence. "Hey Piper?" "Yeah? What is it?" Can I ask you something?" "Anything" "Ummm... do you think that Daniel could be the killer?" "What?!" "I've been thinking... well, he's the one who brought us into this neighborhood, led us to this house, and he hasn't spoken that much once we were down here. Doesn't that seem at least a LITTLE suspicious to you?" "No, it's not him. You know he's terrible at acting. And he had a genuine look of fear on his face. All of the things you pointed out are probably just coincidences." "....yeah, you're right." "I know I am. Now, let's go on our way to try to get out of here, shall we?" And with me ending the conversation, she nodded her head and we kept going. Nearing the end of the path, there were pictures of cups on the walls. A little further, we walked into a room with eight cups on a table. Suddenly, we heard his voice again. "Ah, you finally made it. Now, I'll explain what you are seeing and the rules. On the table in front of you are eight cups with red Kool Aid in each. Bad news is, four of them have a special ingredient. That's right! The one and only poison. The rules are, you can only pick one cup to drink from, you two can't drink from the same cup, you have to drink at the same time, don't knock over the cups or spill the Kool Aid, and you must pick a cup in one minute. If you break any of these rules, then you die. Sounds good? Great. The clock starts ticking now." Brooklyn and I look at each other and then the cups. Half of these will kill me. I have to be wise about this. My life is on the line! I look in all of the cups and the liquid in them all look the same. I have no way to know which is which. I randomly pick one and Brooklyn does the same two seconds later. "Times up! Now drink from your cup." I did a cheers motion towards Brooklyn and she did the same. Well, this might be my end, or maybe not. We'll see. I took a sip from my cup, careful not to spill any. I look over to Brook to see her take a sip. She fell to the floor. I put my cup on the table, and ran to her. "Brook? C'mon, this isn't funny. Brook? Brooklyn?! BROOKLYN!!!!!" No response. I started crying. "You have to live! You gave people hope, and by dying, you're taking it away from us! Get up!" No response. I slammed my fists on her chest and leave them there. My tears fell on her lifeless body.
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Brooklyn's P.O.V.
9:46, In a room, Drinking from a random cup.
Piper made a cheers gesture towards me and I made one back. She took a sip of her cup and I took a look at my drink. For Zac. I took a sip and my body hit the floor. I guess I took the wrong cup.