Asylum

Chapter 7

Brittany started banging on the door that was behind the shelf while the whistles became closer. "Please, open the door!" She cried out.

"I'm trying." Quentin kept twisting the doorknob to open the door and protect his blonde friend. "Try to stay calm, Brit." He shouted.

The whistle stopped and Brittany slowly turned around to see if she was in the clear. She saw a shadown and started screaming, trying to get away from the room. The blonde teen ran towards the door but the figure locked it. "Fuck!" She muttered in distress while trying to open the door.

"Brittany!" Faith shouted but there was no response.

Everything went quiet for a while and then all the door opened by themselves, letting the teens out of the secret room they were in. "Brit!" Cassie said in shock.

The remaining five teenagers looked around the room in shock. Brittany had several cuts all over her body and her bright brown eyes looked lifeless. The amount of blood in the room made the teens realize that Brittany was dead and there was no saving her.

"Look!" Riley pointed into a wall in shock.

Faith gasped and buried her face on Quentin's chest. "You will never figure it out!" Dylan read the message that was written on the wall with Brittany's blood. "Looks like these ghosts don't want us to find out what really happened here." He stated.

Riley snapped a picture of the message and looked at her classmates. "The secret room was completely empty though. We didn't find anything so why is Brittany dead?" A tear streamed down her face.

Cassie got down on her knees and touched Brittany's hair in a loving way. "This was a warning! We can't let those fucking ghosts win." The blonde cried.

Dylan turned his flashlight on and walked inside the secret room. "Guys!" He called out. "You better come see this."

The entire group entered the secret room and gasped collectively as they looked inside the chamber. "What. The. Actual. Fuck!" Riley said with her brown eyes widened.

'Fitzgerald did this to me' was written all over the four walls, making the already frightened teenagers even more scared. "What kind of doctor was Fitzgerald?" Quentin asked.

Faith searched through the journal with furrowed eyebrows. "He was a well known psychiatrist who lived in Boston before moving to Wakefield in 1963." The brunette glanced at her friends. "His wife drowned their daughter in a bathtub and was institutionalized." She showed the article to the group.

"Wait..." Dylan grabbed the small box from earlier and examined the content, until he found an engraved ring. "Ring of fire..." He smiled while everyone else glanced at him in confusion. "The song the ghost was whistling was Johnny Cash. 'Ring of fire...'" The confusion was still visible on his friends' faces. "It was a popular song in 1963." He rolled his eyes.

Riley snatched the ring from Dylan's hands and carefully checked it out. "CF..." The girl raised an eyebrow. "Who is CF?" She questioned.

Cassie looked at her classmates. "It could be a patient, a doctor or a nurse." She sighed. "Honestly, the possibilities are endless."

Dylan adjusted his grey beanie before speaking. "How about we go through the files of every single person that ever stopped by this asylum?" His blue eyes were glowing.

"How?" Quentin questioned. "The entire building was set on fire. I doubt there are any files in here."

Faith sighed in frustration. "My grandfather was a janitor here and he told me the basement is still intact." Her friends raised their eyebrows at her little confession. "Thankfully, he wasn't working the day of the fire."

Riley clapped her hands in excitement. "Let's go to the basement!" She squealed.

"Are you insane?" Cassie asked with an unreadable expression. "Everyone knows that the basement is off limits in horror movies. Whether you like it or not, this is our very own horror movie and we're being picked one by one." She crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't know about you, but I don't wanna die tonight."

Quentin put a hand on her shoulder. "No one's dying tonight, Cass. We just have to stay together."

The doe-eyed girl raised an eyebrow. "Does that mean we get to go to the basement?"

"Yes, Riles." Quentin replied while rolling his eyes.

"Dope!" Riley smiled and Dylan stared at her in an adoring way. The boy loved the paranormal so much that Riley's excitement made her much more attractive in his eyes. "Are you coming or what?" She snapped her fingers in front of the blue eyed teen.

Dylan snapped out of his trance and nodded. "Of course."

As the teens walked down the hallways of the Wakefield Asylum, they noticed it was swarmed with ghosts. "This looks like fucking Lollapalooza for ghosts!" Riley remarked.

Faith held onto her boyfriend's arm. "I don't like this." She said while looking back to an old woman who kept banging her head against the wall.

"He killed us all!" The ghost of a muscular man jumped in front of Cassie, making her scream.

Dylan pulled Cassie into his arms and comforted her. "It's okay. We just have to reach the basement."

Riley started filming their encounter with all the ghosts from the asylum. "I'm so gonna ace our History class!" She stated.