seven

Distrust

Note: Seven mimics. Each one is a unique killing machine, they will do whatever it takes to take your life. Don't let them in...

Alex:" What the heck, shouldn't we call the police? I mean they want to kill us."

Are you kidding? You actually think the kidnappers will actually leave a damn phone here for us to call the police?

Ying:"Hey erm there is a phone on the coffee table..." pointing at the table behind me.

Wah... Wow holy, i don't believe this. There is actually a damn phone on the table. I pick up the phone to attempt to use it.

"Oh god the phone is actually still in working condition. And it has the call function!" At this point i couldn't hold back my inner voice. It was too absurd. It pisses me off that we were kidnapped by a bunch of retards.

However after examining the phone, i can safely declare that i was as naive as the rich kid in front of me. Of course it can't be used to call for police, infact it can't call any number except the registered number called" room two"

Cristie:" Maybe there are other people just like us out there? Should we contact them?"

Alex:" Don't! We can't be sure whether they are friendly or not. Did you not read the note, someone out there is up to kill us. Besides there is a gun here, shouldn't we try to searching the room for more clues?"

"Yeah he's right, we can't ignore the warning. We should arm ourself. There's two doors we haven't check yet and i believe the key is for the main metal gate. We should check for more clues..."

And we just sat there like fools looking at each other, trying to persuade others to go check out the door with ermm i don't know, eye power? Really man its just two doors, if there is anything scary it would have pop out by now. Well i can't really say anything since im also sitting down.

Ying:" Er-rm... I need to use the toilet..." Boom now that is a big issue, there is no toilet!? For some reason that actually gave me courage to check the two doors. I must admit im weird.

*Add in dramatic sound effect*
Opens the first door*
Hmm its just a store room with a lot of can food and a box of weapons?
But the tension in the air is still suffocating, the main issue isn't about having monsters behind the door, BUT IS WHETHER THERE IS TOILET!

And the second door*
A sigh of relief," ah its just a toilet. "
*Slam* Cristie and Ying stood up immedately upon hearing the word 'toilet'
Yeah i get it, its embarrassing to tell 3 strangers about the need of using toilet, especially when there is a note tell us that our lives are in danger.

But damn we should really let Cristie go first, i mean she have been unconscious for 8 days, holding it in for 8 days, i mean wow thats really some impossible feat!

Alex:" Welp being a kind gentlemen i guess i will be then i will be using the storeroom instead."

"Instead?" i asked, fearing that Alex might be eyeing over the box of weapons in the storeroom.

He didn't reply. All he did was calmly went to the kitchen and took out an empty glass.

Me&Ying&Cristie:" Oh God! No!"

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After the awkard toilet event we settled down and got back to business.
We begin arm ourselves. Lucky for us, Alex had some basic knowledge on how to operate a few guns and had experience in live firing. After few advises and lessons from Alex. I picked three guns, two Glock 19 and one very small gun called Taurus Curve, lets just call it TC.

Why all the guns i pick are small hand guns, welp they are light and easy to run away with. Yes im a coward, don't let thoses blockbuster movies fool you, cowards are those that live the longest, not the hero.

*Ring* the phone one the table rang...

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