Brian stared at the message.
"Blood..." Brian inquired
"We already did that bit." Stewie said. Brian nodded and read the message over again.
"A flush.. the toilet!"
Brian rushed into the bathroom stall and found it was filled with a mix of feces, throw-up, and blood.
Blood.
I hope it's no-
"Shut up!" Stewie yelled at the narrator.
Brian knew what he had to do. He reached his hand down into the toilet. He could feel the turds, some fresh. He felt a key inside and pulled it out, his hand covered in the disgusting mix.
"I've got it!" Brian smiled and went for a high five with Stewie. Stewie backed off.
"No. Not that one."
Brian understood.
"But what door..."
He walked up to a door and put in the key. He heard a click and began twisting the key. He heard a cranking noise. Suddenly, he heard a scream. He pulled out the key and turned around and saw a young boy in an orange jacket.
"Mph mmph!" Said the boy.
"What's your name?" Brian inquired.
"Mmph!"
"Kenny, huh?"
Kenny nodded. Brian untied Kenny and Kenny grabbed the key from Brian.
"Mmph! Mmph Mmph Mmph!"
"You backstabber!"
Kenny ran to the door and quickly turned the key. Little did he know, the key was attached to a rope. And the rope was attached to a shotgun.
BANG
Kenny was dead, a hole made by a shotgun in the door.
"Oh my god... they killed Kenny!" Brian said.
"You Bastards!" Stewie replies.
They took the key off dead Kenny and went to the other door. Thank god it was safe. But after seeing what was on the other side, they wished they never left.
