Michael
My whole body hurts, and there is a shooting pain in my head. My eyes flutter open, to a burnt looking roof. I let out a groan as I sit up. I'm in our house, and everything seems to be burnt to the crisp. I look down at my arm, that's hurting the worst. My skin is black, and bleeding. I let out a cry of pain, as the thought comes as a late reaction. I've been burnt. I rip off the other sleeve of my jacket, and slowly wrap it around my arm. I slowly get up, also noticing the several gashes and bruises on my legs and torso. How did I get here, and where is everyone? I slowly begin to walk, each step i take gives me more pain. I glare up the steps of the basement, tears clouding my vision. "Hello..?" My voice sounds like something straight out of a horror movie. The silence, is killing me. I slowly inch up the stairs, my head throbbing, along with my arm. "Hello!?" I yell again, nothing but eerie silence yells back. I jiggle the handle of the basement door, and let out a frustrated scream, it's locked.
I wake up. A cold sweat pours down me, I look down at my arm, all of my wounds are mended with bandages. I observe my surroundings, the walls, floor, and ceiling are white. I'm laying on a soft bed, that's also white. I try to sit up, but am slammed down. I confusingly look to my left, to see my wrist handcuffed to the bed. "Hello! Is anyone here?" I yell. It doesn't even echo. A camera In the front corner of the room beeps softly, and turns towards me. My eyes widen as the door to my room slides open, and three people dressed in all black walk in. The one in front, holds a needle, with red liquid inside of the bottle. "What the hell!?" I start to wiggle, trying to get free. The others, without the needle start to hold me down. They don't speak. They're to strong for me, they pin me down as the guy with the needle edges closer to me. "Who are you guys? And where am I? What is that?" I say as they all make a shushing sound. One of the men puts his hand over my mouth, so I can't scream. The man with the needle, slowly sticks the needle into my neck. I let out a scream, but it comes out muffled. My eyes flicker shut, as Kota appears in my mind. The man let's go of my mouth, and they leave the room. I let out a sigh, as I feel my body go numb. "Kota.." I whisper, as I pass out.
So Rose is with some cool guy, Kota is with Dustin who is slightly creepy. Luke fell out of a 5 story house ((their burning house.)) and Michael is in some kind of hospital. Tiffany's whereabouts are Unknown right now. But, things are going to get kinda worse. And one more person is going to die. Along with two new characters. This fanfic just pretty much reached it's halfway mark, so I think it will be ending kinda soon. Idk. Enjoy!
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Murderers~
Horror4 girls, 4 boys. 8 killers. 1 dies, 4 more follows. 3 cold, dark killers remain.