Claire pointed to the wall. Words were scratched into it, just like the floor Luke and I were on.
ALL YOUR DEATHS
I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked around for Luke. I walked down the hallway of the third floor, only to hear a loud thump on the other side of a door. I push the door open and see Luke sitting against the wall. I walk into the room and the door slams, making me jump.
"L-Luke? Are you okay?" I asked. He groaned, rubbing the back of his head. I could partially see him through the light of the thin white curtains.
"Amy." He huffed, "run." His voice was shaky. The room temperature dropped immediately and I felt another presence. I couldn't move my legs. It felt as if I was frozen. Luke's chest rose up and down and he breathed deeply. I feel goosebumps rise on my left arm, as if someone-or something- was touching me briskly. Then, in a mere second, a cold force spread to my neck and I was being forced against the wall. Whatever it was, it was choking me. I couldn't breathe. I could feel everything becoming fuzzy. It was pushing me up the wall, until my head bumped the roof. It kept me there, still choking me.
"STOP!" Luke screamed, I could faintly see him on his knees on the floor, "Kill me instead!"
It was as if the whole world stopped. I felt my body drop, making me fall to the cold floor with a thud. I coughed, holding my throat. I glanced up at Luke who looked at me with wide eyes. We both kept our eyes on each other. The whole room was quiet, too quiet. Then the unexpected happened.
Luke's neck suddenly twisted into an unnatural way, his body falling limp. I let out a shrill scream, still holding my neck in pain. I coughed loudly, gaining breath. I crawled over to him, tears falling down my cheeks and onto his chest. I rested my head on his chest, only to feel no heartbeat. I whimpered and scrunched his shirt in my fists.
"Don't leave me!" I scream, shaking his body, "I love you..."
The door swings open to reveal Ashton and Claire. Ashton's eyes widened and Claire covered her mouth over her hands. Ashton's eyes brimmed with tears as the two of them stood still in the doorway. Claire began to cry loudly and I looked at them in sadness. Footsteps echoed down the hallway, revealing Michael an Cher. Cher gasped and Michael looked gobsmacked.
"W-what happened?" Michael stuttered. I stayed silent, shaking my head.
"Luke's dead." Ashton whimpers quietly.
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Macabre / fivesauce
Fanfictionmacabre məˈkɑːbr(ə)/ adjective disturbing because concerned with or causing a fear of death. "a macabre series of murders" © xcapturecal, 2014