10 dying friends

Night 4

It was quiet. I was shuffling in my locker trying to get a bit more comfortable. I was scared. What did the speaker man mean? I felt myself getting anxious and I tried to calm myself. I felt some iron poking in my side and with my hand I tried to feel what it was. The iron is sharp, and it cuts the flesh on my finger. I bite on my lip as I feel blood dripping from my finger. I pull up my hoodie so it covers my hand and I feel again. It's a vent, and a big one too. I wiggle a bit at it and it becomes loose. I wiggle some more and I get it loose. I hold it in my hand and look into the vent. I can fit, I think. I begin crawling into the vent. The vent isn't big enough to stand in, but I can sit on my knees.

I begin crawling to the other side of the vent, and I notice it is in the cafeteria. I push the vent out and I am in the cafeteria. I look up from the counter and I see a hunter standing in the doorway. Light scans the room and I quickly hide behind the counter. I see white light flashing above my head. I hear some footsteps. I notice how these footsteps sound different than the normal footsteps. If there is less weight behind it. I hear the hunter leaving the room and I sigh in relief. I crawl back through the cafeteria vent into my locker.

I open the door of the locker slightly and scan the room. There's no one in hear, so I step out of the locker. I check where the hunters are. I see one just walking in the class room and one is just stepping into cafeteria. Great, I think. I quickly walk to the plaza and hide behind a crate. That's when the light turns red.

I yelp shocked and look behind me. I see a hunter standing there, a smaller one. It wears a black mask that looks like a dog. The hunter wears grey clothes and has a dark skin. It slowly walks towards me; they are the same steps as I heard before. I slowly walk behind, feeling panic rise. I begin to breath faster. The hunter doesn't have a claw or something, as I don't see the weird belly thing. The hunter comes closer. Then, the skin on the belly rips open and reveals the claw thing. "Wait what," I say to myself confused. Did they just rip their skin off? I walk back faster and look at the ripped skin. "Wait a second," I whisper loudly as the hunter comes closer. It isn't skin. It is fabric. Black fabric.

I feel my head spin as I figure out who is standing before me. Abruptly, it hits me.

"Loki?" I say to her stunned. The light glitches, the red light quickly turns off and on. "VAZ!" I hear someone shout at me. Foxxie stands there waving her hand. "Run!" she screams at the top of her lungs. I nod and run away as hunter Loki stands there, like if she is glitched out. I run towards Foxxie. "I-its Loki!" I whisper to her. She nods, tears in her eye corner. "What have they done to her," she whispers back to me. I look at the glitched out hunter. "I have to save her," Foxxie says. I grab her by her arm. "Foxxie no, we can't." She looks at me with fury bubbling in her eyes. "I don't know what that freak has done to her, but that isn't Loki anymore," I say feeling tears forming in my eye corners through my own words. Foxxe sniffs and rips out of my grasps. "LOKI," she shouts getting the attention of others as well. "FOXXIE NO!" I scream at the top of my lungs running after her. The Hunter turns her head immediately in a robotic movement. "Loki," Foxxie says lost for words. The hunter walks up to Foxxie and grabs her hand. We hear Foxxie scream of pain, as Loki breaks her hand. I run towards them and grab Foxxie's other hand. But Loki's robotic movements drags Foxxie's hand out of mine. The sweat made our hands slippery. "NO!" I shout knowing what will happen, but still disbelieving. Loki turns her head to me, Foxxie dangling besides her still screaming of pain as her hand is crunched together. She ten slides out a knife from her hand. She turns her head and slits Foxxie's neck. Blood drips from the long wound on her throat. I fall on my knees watching Foxxie getting dragged off by a former friend into the Death room.

"Foxxie," I whisper after her. 

The doors close behind my two dead friends. I watch the scene in disbelief, before I begin to cry.