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I got up and tried to jam the knife in the crack of the door. It went in but there was no hiss and the door didn't open. I tried to wiggle the knife to get the door to open, no luck. I pulled the knife back out and looked for another way out. As far as I could tell there was no other way out. I decided to look under the rug again. There was a note that I hadn't seen stapled to the rug. It read:

Look for a keyhole. Use the key. End this.

End what? Where is a keyhole I asked myself. I looked to where the door would be. Not there. I searched the walls. No keyhole. I heard a hissing sound. I turned to where the door was at and saw a familiar face. Erica. She walked in with a liquor bottle. She had pitch black hair in oppose to orange. I got up and she dropped the liquor bottle. It hit with a splash. She stumbled to the floor and sat down. I walked cautiously over to her. I noticed she had a knife at her side. I got to her and asked her what she was doing. She replied with an "I gah dirf" and passed out. I checked her pulse, she still had one. I put my ear to her lips for obvious reason and was taken aback at what she said. She said "the end will start. We will win. The End. End" I shook her to try and wake her. When she woke up I asked her what she meant and she said she had no idea what I was talking about and that I may be crazy. She saw that Mye was lying there and questioned it. I told her she entered here like that, I didn't do it. She said that either way she was dead. I asked her if she knew anything about me having magic powers and she told me "I will tell you when I am feeling better but now I sense a hangover" and with that she was out again. I decided that I should get some sleep and fell asleep on the floor.

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