10 dying friends

Night 5

The red light from the digital clock reflected on the shiny white black checkered floor. It was completely silent, the ambience full of anxiety and the air filled with dread. And with a screeching sound, the door opened. Slowly, but steady the door was fully opened, the room emitting a blue light. Four silhouettes stood in the opening. All wearing the mask that are supposed to hide their identity. With a soft click, white lights turn on and they begin their search.

With a low mechanical whirring and their metallic footsteps, the hunters spread around the building. Scanning the area and all. They slowly search everything, making it almost impossible for them to miss a hiding spot.

A silhouette runs behind the back of a tall hunter, and the hunter quickly turns around. They miss the person running, and it angrily continues the search. Frustrated that they missed a potential victim.

The ones left in the game are good, they know how the hunters act, where they will search and they begin to almost easily avoid them. They run behind hunters back and generally confuse them. They use the vents they discovered to outsmart the hunters and throw stuff to confuse them.

The hunters get more and more fast paced, more hostile and more aggressive. They bust open lockers and throw stuff around. They fling their claws in vents in the hope of dragging out a person and sometimes quickly turn around, in the hope of getting a person caught.

An hour has passes, and the hunters are beginning to get frustrated and decide to change patterns. They decide to slowly comb out the facility, starting from the stairs. Making sure no one gets passed them.

The air is beginning to fill with panic, as the hiders realise that there is no running passed hunters anymore. The ambience is a feeling of danger, a feeling of despair, a feeling of desperateness.

The hunters are almost at the hallway, when a shadow runs at the taller hunter and lunges to be seen as a giant pole in the head of it. The hunter stumbles back. Electric sparks shoot out of the place the pole was placed. The hunter glitches out, and with a loud bang he meets the floor.

The other three people come out of their hiding spot seeing what one of the persons was doing. A woman with long straight black hair, a girl with curly black hair and a boy with black soft hair.

"BAGLE!" The young boy with black soft hair shouts. The orange haired boy where he shouts too tries to fight back to the hunters. "Remember me Waffle," Bagle said smiling. "Survive this for me, I tried my best protecting you." Waffle falls on his knees. "Bagle no!" he cries out. One of the hunters grabs the pole Bagle is defending himself with. "Bye Waffle, I love you," he says smiling. The new hunter, one with a greenish mask with a sort of cat grabs Bagle by the neck. "I'm sorry Photon," The orange haired boy said before the hunter slowly and brutally cuts off his head.

Bagle's limp body falls on the ground, whilst the hunter is holding Bagle's dead head by his hair. The smaller hunter grabs the body of the rich boy, and they drag him to the Death Room, to be never seen again.

Waffle slowly cries his heart out as his boyfriend's corpse gets slowly dragged off. "Bagle, why..." He whispers to himself. A girl with black curly hair walks to the boy and gives him a hug. Waffle accepts it and hugs the girl back. They hug each other for a minute, before deciding to go to sleep.

The three collectively walk to their dorms, not knowing for one of them, this would be the last night. They wish each other a good night and walk into their own dorms.