Beta || Iancorn (NaNoWriMo 2018)

Level One

Plot credits go to smoshcommunity / MorganLeigh0729

The boy wasn't going to make it. David could see that clearly through the cabin's window. Nothing could make him run fast enough to escape.

Unfortunately, that didn't stop him from screaming as loud as he could into his headset.

"Help me! Help me!" he kept screeching, somehow getting louder each time he said it. Almost everyone else was dead; it was just him, David, and GamerGirl1200 left now.

There would be some use in keeping him alive, David supposed. It was a team game. Assembling a car and escaping would be easier to win with three of them. But God was he annoying. David didn't want to waste any good ammo on him. The chances of him actually hitting Jason from this distance were pretty slim. David had the best aim out of any gamer out there, and even he wasn't sure he'd get this one.

So he waited and watched, ignoring the urges to help by the dead players and the two live ones. The boy's character was limping heavily by now, and it took no time for Jason to be at his side and grabbing him by the throat. Next thing you knew, the boy's heart was out of his chest and in the hockey mask wearing antagonist's hand.

"Are you kidding me?" the boy yelled. "Lasercorn! Why didn't you do anything?"

"It's Lasercorn," one of the dead players, a girl with an obnoxiously high voice, huffed. "What did you expect?"

David ignored both of them as he stepped away from the window and started making his way out of the cabin. Jason would be after him now, and he didn't want his only escape to be a second-story window.

"GamerGirl, where are you?" he asked as he shovelled a handful of Cheetos into his mouth. Hopefully, she'd have the car assembled.

"On the boat," came the soft reply of someone who never spoke often.

"On the boat?" David asked incredulously. "Are you kidding me?"

"I've almost assembled it," she replied. "I just need to put in some gas."

"You never take the boat!" David protested. "It's far too easy for Jason to get you! All he needs to do is grab you, and then you're dead!"

"What, the guy who won't even help out his teammates is going to preach to us now?" the recently-deceased boy scoffed. "At least she's doing something!"

David's hand froze mid-reach for Cheetos. "What the Hell did you just say?"

"You heard me."

"Says the guy who got himself killed," David snarled. "It's not my fault you don't know how to play the game."

If GamerGirl1200 had the gas, then he had no choice but to follow her, no matter how stupid she was. That boat had become his only ticket out of here. So, seeing no other options, he started making his way down to the docks, mumbling insults and profanities under his breath with every step he took.

"Shit!" GamerGirl1200 proclaimed suddenly.

"What's wrong?" David asked.

"I see Jason," she moaned. "I'm fucked. I'm so fucked."

"Run!" David urged as he set off at a run towards her. If she died, then Jason would probably puppy guard the boat; at least for a while. There was still ten minutes on the clock. Jason had no need to rush if there was only one player left. And there was no way that David was going to sit back and let that happen.