The Five Souls - The Beginning

chapter 37: ventilation going down, please

"what the hell. why did the power go out?" arron yelled

"jack you got us into this. what do we do?" ben said flintching everytime the door was being slammed.

"I got this, Jack, " Mitchel said, raising his hand and using his powers to keep the door in place.

it was pich black and i was told i had to know what to do. all i wanted was my friends to be saife but i only dragged them into this whole death trap. i hated what i had dont. I unconsciously manipulated my friends this whole time. i hated it. 

Suddenly, the banging stopped, and a light blue light emitted from the screen with darious face appearing.

"Well, Jack, you and your friends seem to be in a bit of a snag, I see." 

"what is wrong with you," I screamed

"inside voices." he mocked

"Go shove it," Arron said

"Ahhh, Mr. Benedict, how nice of you to ruin your family's fortune."

"What did you do," he yelled apprehensively. 

"oh, nothing I haven't done to the rest of your family's fortune and careers. How does it feel to know that you kids single-handedly ruined your family's lives?" 

"Like I care what happens to them." Hannah scoffed 

"oh, mis bridge, you probably royally screwed your family. You see, they were supposed to make you join our group. You were going to be so important to us. It's such a shame they failed. You see, we don't take failure lightly. Remember the tragedy with the puppet?" a cold smile slid across his face.

 "But it is not like everyone is a puppet. you just have to work with us. You remember your friend, James," he said, gesturing to another screen that showed James sitting on the log I had seen before.

"Mr. Carson." he chirped.

"yes, Mr. Darious," James replied

"We have your friends here. Would you like to say anything to them?"

"is it all of them?"

"all 5."

"I'm alive. Whatever Jack said isn't true. He doesn't want me back, but Darious promised he could bring me back."

"James, how is this possible," Mitchel said, shocked to see him on the screen.

"Because child Jack is the key. He can bring him back. He needs to give us the knife."

"What knife?"

"I dreamed of the knife but didn't have it." I was confused as to why he needed me to touch it. If he had the knife, why not use it? Why do I have to do it?

"that's cause we have it, child. If you get the knife, you can save your friend, and we will leave all of you alone to live your lives. But that only if Jack corporates." he said sinisterly.

"Like how you told Jacks, Dad, that he would be free if he worked for you only to be killed by your henchmen." my breath caught when Mitchell said that.

"what. Dad dead?" suddenly, I couldn't take it. I was angry and tired I just couldn't take it. My emotions took over, and the next thing you know, I was nowhere. 

Suddenly, I saw four figures walking towards me. They were yelling, but I couldn't hear them. It was like I was underwater. 

Suddenly, I was flung back, my chest burning, and then I felt cold tendrils wrap around my chest. i looked up and saw a rock racing towards me while i felt wind push agenst my body i couldnt breath. The figures now rose above me on all four sides. All in one voice, they spoke.