To Murder Or To Be Murdered (3) DRAFT

Chapter 9

Dr jones' POV

The bedrooms are small but cosy. I love them. There's a bed, a dresser beside it and a wardrobe. There's a light hanging from the ceiling and a lamp on the dresser. There's a full sized mirror on the wall and a rug on the floor. That is my bedroom.

The bedspread is a dark navy blue, doona cover with a a smaller blue blanket over the top. The pillows have white pillowcases on them.

The room is lonely with no windows. It's completely dark without the light. That's the only thing I don't particularly like. Other than that, the place is... nice?
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Maddy's POV

I guess the bedrooms are nice. Bit small for my liking, but it's fine. The beds are nice with their navy blue bedspread and white pillows.

The wardrobe is small and the dresser is small, with a lamp on top. I guess I don't like it. It's nice, but I don't like this room. Too small and confined.

How long we'll be here though, makes me annoyed. I'm hoping to spend as little time in this horrible little room.

I leave the room and head towards the discussion room. I hope to not step a foot in that room unless I need to.
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Jaz's POV

The rooms are small. It's the first thing I notice. I can live with it. The navy blue bedspread is horrible but I'll deal with it.
I sit on the bed and feel the pillows. Not feathered that's for sure.

I stand up and check out the wardrobe. Small, but liveable. It'll hold the clothes I need to buy. Great. Shopping for clothes.

I think what puts me off the room the most is the fact there is no windows. It's a lonely little confined place. It feels like I'm being held against my will.

I'm sure the others will agree. It's like being kidnapped all over again. I never want to stay in a room like this again.
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Amy's POV

The bedroom I'm standing in is almost too familiar. The smallness, windowless, darkness of it all. I hate it. No hates such a strong word. I despise it. Too many memories will torture me I can certify that.

All those years. Years of torture. Years of darkness and pain and watching people die. You know it does get to you.
I just don't show how broken I am. No point. No one cares. I'll just bring someone else down with me. Someone else with me...

With that thought in my head and a sad smile on my face I leave the bedroom and I head for the discussion room.
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Vira's POV

We were twelve when we found this place. Jason found the button somehow. I think he ran his hand over the tombstone or something.

The place had everything it does now inside it. We've never changed anything.

We never found out why and how it was used. We only know it was.

I go straight to the discussion room. What's the point of exploring a place you know top to bottom?
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