EXIT of HELL | BFB Fanfic [DISCONTINUED]

-Adventure-

Liy's POV-

I quietly was looking around. Perfect. I took this chance to see what was in the backdoor. It's always been a question since I first got here, and since Four is too busy with those 3.. I might as well check out what the hell it is now. I grabbed a staple that I stole from Stapy. He's annoying as hell, but reluctantly gave me it from his small backpack that's always been sat next to him in the wheelchair. I've always wondered what's in there. I stared at the door, excited for my next adventure. Well, I was about to go until I had someone stop me. Well not exactly. More of.. ask me. But, I didn't actually expect him to ask me. I turned around, looking straight at the person who decided it was a good idea.. It was David. Oh, why did it have to be him... "H-Hey uh.." Wait. He can talk? Oh wait, I already knew that. "..What." David was visibly nervous. "..Mind if I- Uh- Come with you?" His voice was a lot weaker than his normal 'Aw Seriously!' It.. was odd. "Uhh, sure. Just.. don't tell anyone what we find." I whispered, before using the staple as a lockpick to open up the door. All I can saw was a black void at first, but I began to make out details of what seemed to be a hallway. "Ready?" I looked back at David, who nodded as he tucked the pencil he held into his ear and adjusted the messenger bag he owned. I stepped in, hardly seeing anything as I looked back at the door to see David step in with me and shut the door.

It was dark.
I could hardly see, but eventually we found a nearby lightswitch and turned it on, the lights above flickered a little before turning on to reveal a hallway similar to your typically high school. It.. was predictable, but why is it here? In the middle of fucking nowhere. I didn't decide to ask and continued on. Our footsteps echoed through the halls as we walked. For the most part, we are confused. But we wanted to investigate this place we have never seen before. It was so different compared to the competing grounds. There was a lot of doors, but our classroom was recongizable with the blue door and 'EXIT' painted on it with white. I didn't know what to do. I decided to continue on, testing if any of the doors would open. Most were locked so that method really didn't work. Until we saw a metal door with detention plastered onto it. It was really odd, and I decided this was worth breaking into. I heard some conversation in the door behind.

I decided to unlock it, somehow. The staple's busted, though, so David and I agreed to go back and come back to break that thing open once we had the right materials. This was gonna be fun, because I want to know who the fuck were those voices behind that door.

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A fun chapter of murderer and victim bonding! :D
Also uh- this au can go either humanized or objects, but its particularly focused on humans for the gore and shit. If it's an object, the object wears one element of the human. So Loser would wear sunglasses, Pencil wears a scarf, and Match a jacket for a few examples. :)