BATIM Adventures

Hunted 2

Grant ran down one of the many halls of the studio and soon the alarms went off. A minute he herd gun shoots from the way he came. Joey was on the lose. And was...shooting at them? Possibly killing them?

This made grant fear full. He had to get out one way or another. To needed stairs though. The elevators were to slow and noisy. They would give grant away.

Grant went down the hallway until he found stairs. But the problem was that it was locked by the gate. Grant pulled and tugged on them but the lock wouldn't brake.

The next stairway was the same and so was the next. "Mother fucker caged us.." he said to himself. "Fuck." 

There had to be at least one way out of this floor. Where? Grant had no idea. This place was huge filled with rooms that won't used and hallways that lead to no where.

Grant walked down the hall and ran into Sammy as he was turning the corner, both of them screamed thinking it was Joey. They both sigh in relief until Sammy realized Joey could've herd them. He ran Back down the hall way to where he came from.

Grant continued to walked down the hallway and looks for a way out. Until...

He herd creaking behind him. He turns around and there was Joey with a shot gun. "J-Joey....p-please. I-I love you..." grant took a step back.

"I love you to, Grant. So I'll give you a 30 seconds. 30...."

Grant didn't need to be told twice. He took off running away from him. He went as fast as his legs will go, turning corner after corner trying to hide from him.

"Here I come!" Grant herd. He looked back behind him when he should've been looking in front. 

Because grant ran though a trapped white and got shoot with a small arrow in the upper leg. He feel and covers his mouth to scream in his hands.

He sit up slowly and took a look at the arrow in his leg, a stream of blood flowing down his leg. That twisted fuck has added traps around the studio. Why did he had to fall in love with Joey drew! His taste in men suck.

He's shanking hand reaches for the arrow and  wraps around it. He tugs on it a bit then stops from the pain. The thing was deeper then he first thought. He tried again but it was to painful. He needed to rip i, somehow.

  "Ohhhh Graaaaaant" Joey said from just down this hallway.

It was to late to do anything about the Arrow. And he couldn't run with a hurt leg. He has to hide!

Grant looked around frantically then saw a dark room just ahead. He got up and limps to it. He went in and claws under the desk.

Joey turns the corner and saw a trail of blood. He smiled. The trapped had gotten him. "Graaant" he follows the blood inside the dark room and turns on the light. "Grant. Just come on out now. theres no point in hiding."

When grant didn't Joey went to the other side of the desk and knelt down in front of grant. "Found youuuuuu"

Grant broke down in sobs. "P-please d-dont kill me!" He begs.

Joey stood up and points his gun at grants face. He loved the fear in his eyes. The braking he's doing to the man. Loved the power of them.

"Please!!! Joey!!!!" Grant closes his eyes and sobs uncontrollably.

"Bang." Joey said.

Grant looked up, in confusion.

"Your dead."

Joey puts down the gun and drags grant out, pushing him on the desk and opening the drawing.

"W-what are you doing?" Grant ask.

Joey didn't answer him. He pulled out a first aid kit and handcuffs. Then he shoved grant on to his sides and pulls out the arrow, making him scream.

He cleaned it a little then wrapped it up messy for the time being. He grabbed the handcuffs and cuffed one of grants wrist then the other to a pipe.

"Stay here. I'll come get you when the games over." Joey grabs the gun and leaves grant setting there.