Asylum

Chapter 4

"Why is the fucking door closed?" Nick asked in a blinding rage. "Was it you, freak?" He got right in front of Dylan while pointing his index finger at the poor teen. "This has your name written all over."

Riley grabbed Dylan's arm and pulled him away from Nick. "This isn't fight club, Nick!" She glared at her classmate. "So take your fucking frustrations somewhere else."

Brittany sassily walked up to Riley and glared at her. "You better tone down your bitchy attitude. My boyfriend is just trying to find a way out of this God forsaken place."

Quentin sighed in frustration and ran his fingers through his dark hair. "We should split up to find a way out of here." He stated. "There has got to be an exit so we should find it. So, make sure your cell phones are working and the first one to find an exit warns the others."

"That's exactly what gets people killed in horror movies." Faith pointed out.

Her protective boyfriend cupped her face and smiled softly. "Thank God this isn't a horror movie or we would all be fucked." The two chuckled and then he turned to the others. "Faith, Cassie and I will go east. Brittany and Nick can go west. Riley and Dylan go north." They all nodded and Quentin held Faith's hand. "We'll make it out of here tonight."

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After everyone got seperated, Dylan and Riley walked inside a room with an old projector and the young teens were mesmerized. "Look at this thing!" Dylan smiled brightly.

Riley noticed a couple of old boxes and grabbed them. Whe she looked inside, she found old film rolls. "Do you think the projector works?" She asked.

Dylan clicked a button and pointed the projector to a wall. It made a sound and the wall was illuminated. The black haired boy smiled and nodded. "I guess it works."

"Put this in there." She handed the boy one of the rolls. Suddenly, images of a young girl, around 9 years old, started to appear on the wall. "What is this?" Riley asked curiously.

The boy shook his head while folding his arms across his chest. "I have no idea."

Riley gasped as soon as the little girl pulled a gun on an elderly woman and pulled the trigger. "This is a snuff film!" She stated in shock. Blood could be seen on the improvised screen and the teenage girl let a tear stream down her cheek. "Turn it off!" She shouted.

Dylan unplugged the projector and, to their horror, blood was all over the wall. The same wall where they watched a little girl commit a crime.

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Cassie, Faith and Quentin were walking down the vast hallways of the Wakefield Asylum. "This is boring!" The blonde said. "I thought this asylum was supposed to be haunted."

"This is not Disneyland, Cass!" Quentin pointed out.

"Clearly not." Cassie yawned and Faith rolled her eyes at the inappropriate remarks her classmate just said.

They heard a loud noise coming from the walls and Quentin stood in front of the girls. "What is it, Q?" Faith asked in fear.

"I have no idea." Quentin leaned his head on the wall and furrowed his eyebrows. Suddenly, something started pulling him from inside the wall. "Help!" He screamed.

Faith and Cassie grabbed his torso and legs and put all their strength into making sure Quentin wasn't swallowed by the creepy wall. "Hold on!" His girlfriend shouted. "Cassie, put yourself between Q and the wall and push him." She ordered.

The blonde teen did as she was told and Quentin dropped on the floor all sweaty with blood coming from his ear. "We did it." Cassie said with a lack of enthusiasm.

The brunette jumped into her bofriend's arms and checked his face to make sure he was alright. "How are you feeling? Did you see anything behind the wall?" Faith asked, taking Quentin aback.

"I'm fine." He said before pulling his girlfriend away. "The inside of the wall was dark but very warm. It felt like hell." He commented.

Faith looked at both her friends. "What the fuck is going on in here?"

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Nick and Brittany found a door and opened it, hoping it would lead to a way out of the asylum. "I still think that freak locked us here on purpose." Nick said.

"To do what?" Brittany raised an eyebrow at his statement.

The football player glared at his girlfriend and sighed. "I don't know! Maybe he wanted to scare us for always making fun of him." He punched the wall in frustration. "How the fuck should I know what goes on in that fucked up brain of that psycho?"

Brittany put his hand on her boyfriend's back as a comforting gesture. "I don't think he would do that, Nicky." She sighed. "We should just keep looking for a way out and deal with him later."

Nick turned around and leaned his forehead on hers. "You're right, babe!" He smiled before kissing her lips softly. "What would I do without you?"

The blonde wrapped her arms around his neck and smirked. "You would probably be in some ditch somewhere."

The muscular teen grabbed his girlfriend's waist and she immediately wrapped her legs around his waist, giggling. "This isn't the best place to hook up." She said.

"Is there a right place to do the nasty things I plan on doing to you?" He smirked before kissing his girlfriend passionately. Nick placed Brittany on top of an old metal table and took off his green shirt.

Brittany gave him a devious smile. "Come here, big boy!" She grabbed him by the necklace around his neck and they kissed.

Nick was suddenly suspended by the ceiling before something slashed his stomach, causing his guts and blood to fall all over Brittany. "Nick!" She screamed horrified by the violent death of her boyfriend.