violent ends ; brandon arreaga

ix ; x p l r 2

(a/n : these places are real. however i did combine two different videos and different places to make this chapter, the abandoned hospital video by sam and colby and the playing oujia board in devils den by brennen taylor. they're both real videos but i wanted to remind you that this is a story so i did write to combine the stories to make it into one area/situation)

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emerson's pov

we all stood there frozen in fear staring at the blood drenched walls. "hell nah bro, this does not give me good vibes at all" nick bounced on his heels nervously. i ignored the little voice in my head telling me run far away and cautiously walked into the doorway, millions of thoughts running though my head.

"let's keep going" colby walked beside me as we slowly descend the staircase. "i keep hearing things" austin whimpered, shuffling closer to edwin. the silver haired boy pushed out his chest with a fearless expression on his face, but his eyes full of terror gave away the whole façade.

"emerson, think about this. the people that would do this down here would not care to attack some kids" brandon's voice was firm.

a crash echoed from the hallway we came from and everyone scrambled down the stairs, nearly tripping over pieces of trash on the floor.

"this place is massive" edwin shines his flashlight at the walls, stopping at a yellow tag that read 'satan spills the blood of the innocent'.

he squeezed his eyes shut muttering in spanish under his breath "perra zorra perra no quiero morir, dios por favor mantenme a salvo. lamento haber golpeado mi carne esa vez cuando tenía doce ... y seguí haciéndolo".

(translation : bitch bitch bitch i do not want to die, god please keep me safe. i'm sorry for beating my meat that time when i was twelve ... and kept doing it)

i rolled my eyes and slightly shoved him before talking to him back in spanish, "edwin calmar a la mierda"

(translation : edwin calm the fuck down)

"you can tell what kind of place it is depending on the graffiti" sam whispered, shining his flashlight at all the paintings around us "this place is definitely a satanic place". i eyed the upside down cross and the 666 spray painted in black, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and i shivered.

we walked around the corridors for a while; trying to keep as quiet and lowkey as possible. i unconsciously held my my breath and focused on the sound of my heartbeat in my ears. another large thud echoed in the hallway behind us and alexys jumped closer to nick, clutching on his arm for dear life.

the quietness and how eerie it was kept everyone on their toes. colby froze and squeezed his eyes shut, throwing his head back and taking a shaky breath "dude. dude. there's a pillow and blanket in there"

"fuck dude we gotta dip, please em, please please please" zion pleaded, clutching onto my left hand. his dreads covered his eyes and he slightly cowered behind my frame.

"this is the last corridor zion, we're almost done okay? calm down" i tugged the six feet canadian along the corridor. "all the arrows point to that door" brandon moves closer to me. another large crash bounced off the walls, causing him to grab my right arm while he shook in fear.