Escape The Night Fan Fiction~ Guilt

Challenge Number 7 Part 2:

MatPat's POV:

I already started thinking about what brutal way I was going die again. Would it be a simple stabbing, or a long and painful poisoning? Maybe even something else. I can tell Eva hates me. We enter the funhouse, for what I hope is the last time. The cat's eyes were spinning faster. Willie was in front again.

"Nice to see some familiar faces!" He taunted. I scoffed.

It was cold, but leather jacket kept me warm. He lead us to the elevator. Instead of spinning, the elevator went...down? The place was dirty, and bound to crumble down.

"Here will be your challenges. There are 3 stages, the first two I will tell you, the last one will be unexpected." Willie spoke.

We entered the room. We had to torture all the birds in different rooms! Sick!

I grabbed one bird hanging upside down from a chain. I wrapped the chain around it's neck and pulled it. The bird died.

Eva grabbed one and squeezed it. It died.

I grabbed another placed it on the ground and stomped on it multiple times. I looked away because when I picked it up, it's eyes were full of sadness. Since that death was quick, I was head by one. The next one a placed it's body under the table leg, lifted the table up, and slammed it down.

Eva smashed the bird against the table.

I was on my last one. Eva was one behind me.

I picked up my last bird and looked at it. High-pitched screech's Escape The Birds mouth as I tore off the first wing. That wing fell to the ground. I tore of the other one quickly. I then found a rock and placed it in the flesh wound placed where the second wing was supposed to be. I wrapped by hand around the bird's narrow body and shook the bird. It wailed. It died. I ran to the exit, trying to avoid the scattered feathers near the table. Eva has finished and was shorty following me.

We arrived to the next room, and.....it didn't look fun. There were two wooden tables with a journal on each. Accompanied with the journals was a needle, a vile, scissors, and a bowl. 

I headed to my table and opened the journal. I read the first page.

"To get to the next step, you must follow everything I say exactly. First, take a full syringe of blood from your wrist."

I did as they said. I dug the needle into my wrist. It hurt, but I took a whole syringe of blood.

"Now inject it into the bowl." I did it. The blood covered the middle of the bottom of the glass bowl.

I kept reading. "Pick up the scissors, and cut of a piece of your hair. Then place it into the bowl with the blood." I did as it said. I heard the sharp snip. I placed the hair in the bowl and kept reading.

"Finally, collect blood from something not human." 

What am I supposed to do.

Eva's POV:

I look over and see Mat. He is confused on the last part too.

Then I realize. From something not human....the birds! I race over to the other room. Mat catches on and follows me. We are doing this at the same thing I put mine in. Mat just dumps it. Mat gets to the door first. 

MatPat's POV:

I opened the door, and my jaw dropped. Safiya was there! She was tied up in chains. She had tears streaming down her face.

"Help me, please!" Safiya pleaded and begged. I was frozen. Seeing her in this state was.....horrifying.

Then.....Willie came in. He placed a bloody white gag in her mouth. Safiya tried to hold back her tears, but she couldn't.