Drowning in their own despair, Amanda and the others tried their best to not give up hope just yet...
                              Amanda: There has to be a way out of this mess...
                              Amanda then remembered something...
                              What about the microchips in their heads...
                              Even if they tried to leave...
                              Amanda: Davie...
                              Owen: What is it...?
                              Amanda: I just had a thought even if we tried to leave... Wouldn't we be asking for our own death...Do you remember the Mastermind put microchips in our head set off to explode if we're near the exit...
                              The survivors had shuddered at the thought...
                              Yeah...They remembered...
                              Davie's death still scarred their minds...
                              It will never leave them for the rest of their lives...
                              Beverly: How about we try to disable them...
                              Everyone looks at Beverly with puzzled looks.
                              Kelly: Disable them?
                              Tammy: How do you do that...?
                              Beverly: Usually microchips are used on dogs...Implantable microchips are also promoted for use in dangerous dogs so their owners can be identified and held responsible for their dog's bad behavior. 
                              Owen: So for the Mastermind...We're just his/her 'dogs'...
                              Beverly: Indeed. Technological devices that are implanted directly into a person’s brain. Such an implant creates an interactive link between the human brain as well as supercomputers. The purpose of micro chipping is to influence thoughts and behavior of humans without their knowledge and against their free will. The implanted individual can be monitored and controlled anywhere on the globe via satellites. The Brain function can be remotely altered through the changing of frequencies. Microchips are manufactured from silicone and, once implanted, almost impossible to detect without specialized equipment and trained personnel. 
                              Amanda: Then how do we removed them...?
                              Beverly: Unless we can find a way to disable them...Usually the sources to have these chips removed are...either surgery or inhumane methods.... 
                              The pale expressions show up on their faces one again...
                              Kelly: I give up. That's it...
                              Amanda: No. We can't give up now...There has to be another way...
                              She looks down to see the laptop...
                              She still wonders why would the Mastermind leave it sitting there...
                              Unless...
                              Amanda: That's it! We could have them disabled on the computer!
                              Owen: Wait what?! Is that really possible?!
                              Amanda: Weren't these things created by scientist. There has to be here somewhere on this laptop to help us in these classified computer systems.
                              Kelly: Wow...Too much brain there for a popular girl.
                              Amanda grins.
                              Amanda: Sometimes you have to be smart~!
                              Amanda felt like the biggest relief have ever spread through her...
                              There is hope in all this hell after all...
                              However...It was dashed again.
                              When she logged on...It said password protected.
                              Tammy: Well that tears it...What are we going to do now?
                              Beverly: Maybe give up...
                              Amanda: No wait...Let me try something...
                              Amanda puts in an password.
                              Mastermind.
                              Incorrect...
                              Then she tries another...
                              Bullies...
                              Incorrect...
                              Then the laptop give her a hint.
                              Amanda: What the...?
                              Hint Password: Sister.
                              Owen: Sister?
                              Beverly:....
                              Kelly: The Mastermind...has a sister?
                              Amanda: (Why does this feel familiar...) Now why would that-?!
                              Before she could finish.
                              The door slams open revealing some of the hooded figures. The survivors let out screams before being grabbed.
                              Owen struggles and tries to get out out of their grip...No use...
                              Amanda: (No...No...This can't end like this...We were so close...)
                              She then noticed Beverly, the only one who wasn't grabbed yet, looking scared and backing away.
                              Amanda: (Go. Run!)
                              However, one of the figures walked up to Beverly and pats her on the head...
                              Beverly's once scared expression turns into a smirk.
                              Amanda: (Wait...No...NO...!)
                              Tammy: N-No way...
                              Owen: Beverly...Don't tell me you-!
                              Beverly: Oh someone finally gets it~! And yes...I'm the 'traitor' everyone's been looking for!
                              Well shit.......
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Welcome To Hell
HorrorThis story involves teenagers who are bullied throughout their high school life by their peers...Now they're getting their revenge aganist their tormenters. Hell will soon unleash. They won't know what hit them... It's too late to be sorry... Warnin...
 
                                               
                                                  