Event #3 "Blood Bros" [TTW Class 1-4 | Tag: Jamie]

[Alexander Attiyah]

After his time spent with Misha in the Student Council room recovering and catching up on what happened, Alex had eventually wound up back inside the classroom they were in earlier to check and see how Miss T was doing and keep everyone in the same room. It wasn't exactly something the ravenhaired was happy about, as being stuck with the guy with all the anger management problems, their stable but unconscious principal, and all inside the very same place he had gotten attacked in--twice!--wasn't exactly appealing. Even more so when he was still trying to process everything he'd just been dumped with information wise. But he had to agree: with threats being as high as they were now, it was better to stick together and keep an eye on each other than not. Even though it just made him grumble in the process.

But thankfully at least--in the oddest and most nerving way possible--his strength had returned to the point he could walk by himself now. And while he still had a way to go till he could truthfully say he was okay, he figured moving around a bit was probably better than just sitting still at this point. So he spent some time migrating around the far left side of the room away from the others, searching for anything useful or a potential way out of the building. However he was finding little success in all the clutter, much to his dismay. Though he was finding it easier to walk and move around at least... as scary and downright spooky as the reason behind that was.

"Dammit!" he muttered under his breath as he let out a strained grunt while attempting to open the window closest to the left wall, only to find it wouldn't budge in the slightest. Pounding against it--albeit not as hard as he wished he could regretfully--seemed to show another dismal result too, and he eventually leaned back against it with an irritated groan. "So much for exiting that way then."

[Jamie Lewis]

As she went after Phillip the girl arrived in the corridor. Well there were only two rooms he could’ve gone to.. she instructed Tristan to go to the classroom check if either of their friends were there. She went to the cafeteria. As she stepped inside she saw...blood. Jamie’s eyes widened. Why.. why was here blood? And it was still fresh, she could tell. Was someone bleeding? Did Phillip or Naya cut themselves?

So many questions racing through her mind when she heard a loud banging noise that made her jump. She was terrified. Who.. what… she stood in place frozen. The girl was about to leave when she heard a familiar voice. "So much for exiting that way then." Her face lit up. Could it be? She ran to the wall. “Alex? Alex is that you? What happened where are you? Who are you with? I’m so glad you’re okay!” she rambled. The girl completely forgot of the blood on the floor or that she was supposed to look for her lost group members. All she cared about was Alex and that he was alright.

Then a thought occurred to her. Does he know about..Andrei? They were really good friends but she wasn't sure if anybody told him yet. And he deserved the truth. She took a deep breath "Alex... listen" she stared "Andrei..."

[Alexander Attiyah]

Al leaned back against the window and raised a hand towards his head, clutching the black strands as he felt the cold from the storm outside bite through his shirt. So the exit near the council room is blocked, he concluded as he bit his lip in concentration, and the windows are no good... Maybe there's a-

"Alex?"

Jamie? He immediately stopped mid-thought, his head turning towards the wall where he had thought he heard her voice come from.

"Alex is that you?" he heard her call out again, and instantly his mood picked up as he closed the few steps from the wall in a rush.

"Yeah, it's me," he called back, a grin immediately appearing on his face. Thank God she's okay! It seemed like the brunette had similar thoughts as she asked him a series of questions in rapid succession, and he couldn't help but let out a mutual sigh of relief and joy. The last time he had seen his friend was when she was leaving the computer lab upstairs, and she hadn't looked good at that point. Now at least he knew she was alright. "I'm glad you're okay, too," he went on to answer sincerely. "I'm in one of the classrooms next to the student council room. Misha and Miss Truman are here. And-" He heard Ryan from the other side of the room, instantly groaning as he rolled his eyes in the blond's direction "-Ryan. Where are you at? Anyone else with you?"

At her next question however, his smile faltered a little. "It's okay. Misha told me about him," he said, his voice carrying an obvious tone of regret. He was still having a hard time believing it; Andrei was alive. He had to be. "What about you? You doing okay?" he went on to ask after taking a few breaths to relax.

[Jamie Lewis]

Listening to the raven-haired’s reassuring made her feel at ease. Things aren’t so bad after all. Thank god for these thin walls. The school did good this time. The girl grinned when she heard Misha’s name. Remembering the first time she officially met the redhead. And at least the principal was okay. Good to know there are still adults here. “And..Ryan” Jamie let out a small groan. Just as she heard Alex had done the same. “Ugh… what has that idiot done this time?” she assumed something must’ve happened, she would be very surprised if he didn’t do anything stupid since the last time she saw him. “I’m in the cafeteria…” the brunette thought about mentioning the blood on the floor, but she didn’t want to worry her friend. “Yes I.. Oh crap. I was gonna look for them. I’m with Phillip Naya and Tristan. We woke up in the science lab but the first two ran out and Tristan and me split up to find them. I’m glad I came here! At least I was able to find you” she smiled.
Though she started to be worried. She was alone in a room that had blood on the floor and Alex wouldn’t be able to help her if this person that kept texting them would burst in with an axe. Jamie tried to shake the thought. "It's okay. Misha told me about him," Alex said his voice regretful “Oh… I’m sorry Alex. I know how close you were...perhaps he’s still alive?” she tried to put a bit of hope in the guy.

"What about you? You doing okay?" Jamie reached for her mouth were she has been hit by the phone. The girl sighed. She couldn’t keep it hidden forever. “I got a message… you know...like Emery. It was so stupid. Just asking me to break the red phone we found in the computer lab. But.. that was just the moment I found out about...Kairi” everytime she said her name a lumped formed in her throat. “Anyway.. I threw the phone and… this will sound weird but… it came flying back at me. There was no one there to throw it back. And it hit my lips...But it’s alright” she said reassuringly “There was only a bit of blood so I’m good… What about you? Did your group get messages?” she had to know even though she hated talking about this person.. was it even a person who was sending these messages? They couldn’t know. They might never know...

[Alexander Attiyah]

As Jamie let out a similar groan to his own upon the asshole's name, Alex couldn't help laughing in response. "More like what hasn't that guy done," he teased back, raising his voice slightly on the off chance that the intended target of the conversation, Ryan, would hear him. Might as well let the guy enjoy the conversation too and all the pointed remarks that came with it. "So far he's complained about his nose, yelled at us for helping his mom--which is a long story there actually--and attempted to dislocate Misha's shoulder."

He paused, hearing the bitterness in his voice as he addressed the last two memories he listed. He was still angry about that, for sure; but he'd get sweet revenge on the asshole later. And so he continued calmly, a smirk forming on his lips instead. "You missed the best part tho, Flour Girl," he said in a playful tone, the mood picking up a little. "After you guys left the lab, the asshole got a very up-close-and-personal encounter with a computer monitor. Dude tripped and tugged the thing directly onto his face and broke his nose."

Chuckling a little under his breath at the memory, Al didn't even bother hiding the amusement in his voice at all as he leaned against the wall and listened to Jamie recount her bearings. Apparently she was in the Cafeteria and had woken up earlier with Phillip, Naya, and Tristan - all of which sounded okay, Thank God! It was a relieving note to hear, as the ravenhaired didn't know if he could take any more news of people dying. Especially when it came to his friends... and their resident Golden Boy of course.

"I'm glad I came here! At least I was able to find you," he heard her continue to say from the other side of the wall, causing his smile to widen in a sincere grin. He could tell from her voice that she was a little worried - not that he could blame her in the least bit; after the amount of stuff he had seen... well. He was honestly worried if other things had happened to her group as well. And hearing she was alone made him wish he had a way to get to her. But as far as he knew, the corridor just outside the door that led to the entrance of the cafeteria was blocked just like pretty much every damn area they tried going to.

But it was still a touching thought and immediately cheered him up a little. "Same here," he replied back honestly, his tone becoming a little more teasing as he went along. "The company over here was getting a bit... dull." He gave a pointed look towards Ryan, emphasizing in his tone as he spoke in a way as to indicate discreetly to her who he meant without mentioning the asshole's name specifically. He had already healed from the last bruise he'd gotten, and he wasn't exactly looking to get another one. No fucking thank you!

At her apologies towards the events with Drei however, Alex's grin softened into a small yet sincere smile, a quiet sigh leaving his lips. "It's okay," he assured her gently before a resolved expression crossed his face as he continued. "If Drei is alive, and I believe he is, then I'm not gonna stop until I find him." One way or another, he went on to add inwardly as the conversation then shifted towards what had happened between her group since they had been split up back in the lab.

Just like he was worried of, it seemed like Jamie had received her own text - though more surprising was what the task she was asked to do was. "The red phone?" he reiterated as he raised an eyebrow, remembering back to the one they had found in the lab. He had almost forgotten about the damn thing, but... "Why would it want you to smash that?" Was it because it was the only phone that seemed to have any sort of outside service on it?

Honestly, the ravenhaired had no idea. But it became a secondary thought as he heard Jamie mention Kairi and his heart sank a little. "I'm really sorry, Jamie," he said gently, his voice barely above a whisper but the sincere tone still obvious in it. He continued to listen quietly however, wincing a little as she detailed how it shot straight back at her and hit her in the mouth. If he hadn't have gone through his own experience, he probably would have been shocked or disbelieving of such a statement. But after everything he had went through himself, he was way past the point of feeling shocked by having invisible assholes messing with them. He was just glad the brunette hadn't been hurt too bad, knowing exactly what they can do and the level they could go to...

"What about you?" she asked then. "Did your group get messages?"

Al held back an exasperated laugh, raising a hand to run through his hair. There were so many things that had happened... most of them not even remotely believable and it wasn't like he had any proof of them happening; not any that he could show her, anyway, considering they were in separate rooms. But she and the others need to know. Just where to fucking start... "Yeah," he replied back eventually, his voice carrying a hint of his nervousness to it. "I got one earlier telling me to- well..." He paused mid-sentence to clear his throat, feeling slightly red at having to admit the message contents out loud - both from the anger he felt at having received it and also the embarrassment of what it said. "It said to slap Misha," he continued after a breath. "So I told it off. And then I got this searing pain in my stomach and I started coughing up blood and... other stuff."

Sighing in exhaustion, he leaned back against the wall, feeling the black strands of his hair slide along his fingers as he chewed over what to say next. He didn't want to scare Jamie more than she probably already was, especially considering she was alone right now. But seeing how dangerous things were and the fact he wasn't there to protect her, he felt like it was better she knew about what happened and was prepared. Even if he kept it a little vague, for her sake...

"There was also one more thing that happened," he began after a moment, his voice slightly hesitant as he spoke. "And it might sound insane but... right before I got the text message, I heard this really weird voice... Like a robot almost. It told me not to help the principal who was pretty badly injured, except no one else was in the room with us. And the next thing I knew, I was being strangled. I literally couldn't breathe! It was like someone had a rope around my neck and was trying to hang me. And right before I passed out, it just vanished and let me go..." He paused for a moment to catch his breath, feeling the weight of everything he was saying as he exhaled. "I'm fine now, which is... another story entirely. But hey! Looks like we both got some nice bloody scars out of it, huh?" He said the last part with a lighter, rather playful tone, hoping to help lift the atmosphere and mood a little bit and possibly ease her nerves a little. God knows we both need it...

[Jamie Lewis]

The girl snickered at the guy’s comment. She was a tad confused about the nose part, and the principal, but sounded like Ryan didn’t change a bit. She remembered what Trista said about him. Why was he so worried? She didn’t have time to think about it much because Alex told her the nose story. Jamie couldn’t help but laugh along with her friend at the mental image. “Ouch..” she said still laughing.
“Same here” he responded sincerely which made the girl smile "The company over here was getting a bit... dull." the brunette chuckled. She really liked hanging out with Alex. He was a fun guy and could always make her laugh.

His tone changed when they started talking about the janitor. “I’ll help you look. You can always count on me.” she assured him. They’ll find Andrei and all of their missing friends. They’ll be together again...she hoped.

"The red phone?" Jamie nodded, forgetting her friend couldn’t see her."Why would it want you to smash that?" she thought about this a lot too it was so random. “Come to think of it” she started “after my... accident the red phone buzzed and there was a message. Tristan gave it to Phillip. It might have been addressed to him I don’t know what was in it, but he became panicked and rushed out…” she said recapping the events. If only she knew what the text said. Could it have come from the creepy messager? But then why would they want her to smash it?

“Thank, Al” she sighed at his condolence.
The raven-haired listened quietly at her story. He wasn’t surprised which made the girl worry. At her question he paused then finally answered "Yeah, I got one earlier telling me to- well..." it must’ve been a touchy subject because the guy was nervous to tell her about it. What could it be- "It said to slap Misha," the girl’s eyes widened. Now the messages started getting aggressive. First flashing and now hitting? She was glad to hear Alex didn’t do it… she was sure he wouldn’t but… then he started explaining the aftermath.
Jamie’s stomach turned. She imagined her friend coughing blood uncontrollably. It made her sick. And it wasn’t even the full story.

"There was also one more thing that happened," he began to Jamie’s terror. Could it be worse than coughing up blood? Yes..yes it could. Jamie listened quietly as Alex told her about a robotic sound and being strangled. It was like a ghost story adults tell to kids by the fire except.. this was real. She knew Alex wasn’t kidding. He couldn’t. She could hear in his voice this actually happened to him. And all this done by one person..thing. Something…

"I'm fine now, which is... another story entirely. But hey! Looks like we both got some nice bloody scars out of it, huh?" the girl tried to calm herself, but it was harder than she thought. “This is so messed up Alex..” she finally said “..but " she continued after taking a deep breath"I’m glad you’re alright now. Were there any marks left on your neck or…?” she asked trying to conform her theory that what they were dealing with couldn’t be natural.

Then she remembered why she came here in the first place. While she was listening to th raven-haired she decided to look around the Cafeteria. 

[OCC: Jamie made a perception check]

[Administrator]

Dice result: 1D10 => 1
Absolute failure; -1 sanity point.

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The moment the girl has entered the refrigerator room, she wished she could erase her memory.

Two bodies piled up like bags of trash in some underground basement were laying down in the middle of the room. One on the bottom was an unknown young blond girl, her body was cut in half from her groin to her throat. The other one on top of her had a familiar look. With her eyes wide open and a frozen grimace of horror lay Elizebeth, Jamie's fellow clubmate. Her throat slashed, blood splattered all over her clothes and the floor.

[Alexander Attiyah]

Alex cocked an eyebrow at Jamie's explanation of Tristan getting another text on that mysterious red phone they had found back in the lab. So it still has service then? he wondered, feeling at least somewhat relieved by that. It made his previous thought as for a reason behind the task of destroying the phone seem more legit. Though when the brunette mentioned how whatever had been sent had caused their school pres to panic and take off running, Al found himself biting his lip in confusion.

Him and their school's Golden Boy weren't on the best of terms, that was definitely no secret. But the ravenhaired hadn't ever really seen the guy panic. Become frustrated and angry? Absolutely. Mostly at him, of course, for whatever harmless prank he decided to torment the brunet with (which was always so much fun and a highlight of his day). But Phillip was impressively collected and patient, even under most stresses. And for something to have scared him into a panic to the point he'd just take off and not wait for anyone else, it had the older male wondering what exactly was sent on that phone that would cause a reaction like that.

Definitely nothing good, he went on to add inwardly, his brow furrowing slightly in thought. Especially with all the crazy shit that's been happening...

In most regards, he'd think it had come from their anonymous texter. But the message (or part of a message) he was able to read back in the lab sounded different... and the notion that the texter wanted the phone smashed was an even more puzzling detail. Were there two anonymous texters? Was someone from outside the school actually communicating with them? Or was it something else entirely? But either way...

"Sounds like whatever's on that phone is something the texter doesn't want us to see," Al called out in the same voice that usually meant he was plotting something, the excitement evident in his tone as he verbally communicated his thoughts. "Which means we might definitely be onto something. Feeling up for some password hacking, Flour Girl?"

After he had finished speaking about his experiences, it became quickly apparent, however, that his attempt at lightening the mood hadn't helped much. Yet it wasn't exactly the happiest sort of info to drop on someone anyway. "This is so messed up, Alex," he heard her finally speak from the other side of the wall, to which his head automatically nodded slowly in agreement at as a short, self-deprecating chuckle left his lips.

"Makes you kinda miss trudging through math class, huh?" he replied back, his tone sounding regretful despite his attempt at sarcasm. In truth, he was starting to miss it; his classes, his teachers, detention... He wasn't thrilled by any of them, of course. But anything at this point felt better than being trapped in this supernatural prison from hell. And even the small things like being able to laugh and joke around with his friends again, be able to see the sunlight instead of this constant rain, and not feeling like you had to constantly watch your back just to be able to keep breathing were all things he missed...

As well as food.

God, when was the last time I've eaten? he thought as he bit his lip, his stomach gurgling in response.

Thankfully Jamie was able to pull his thoughts back, helping to distract his mind. "I'm glad you're alright now," he heard her continue to say, causing him to smile despite himself.

"Hey, I'm a lot tougher than I look," Al teased back with a smug look, somewhat missing the fact he couldn't exactly see her while having this conversation. At her next question though, he frowned, his earlier expression of puzzlement appearing on his face. "That's the weird thing," he answered slowly, his voice matching his confusion. "My neck looked completely normal. No marks or rashes or bruises... nothing. Still hurt like hell though. God, you really start to miss brea-"

He immediately cut himself off as he heard a chilling scream suddenly reverberate past the wall his back was currently pressed up against, the sound causing his blood to run cold in alarm. That was Jamie's voice!

"Jamie?!" he called out loud as he instantly turned around, immediately pressing his hands against the cool barrier. "JAMIE!" He waited a split second before pressing his ear against the wall, hoping he could hear voices--anything--past it. But it had gone a lot more silent and he felt his breath immediately quicken as he looked around frantically, as if he could somehow find a way to get through. And his eyes eventually fell on Misha, his gaze locking onto hers. This definitely wasn't good... Shit! "What's going on!? Are you okay?!"

[Jamie Lewis]

Jamie listened agreeingly as Alex mentioned how the phone must be important. If it was controlled by the texter they wouldn’t want her to smash it. It had to be something the texter wanted to hide...maybe even feared? Could the phone be their way of getting out of here?
“Feeling up for some password hacking, Flour Girl?" “You know it!” she answered “But where should we start? We’ve already tried 1,2,3,4”


"Makes you kinda miss trudging through math class, huh?" Al replied his tone made her heart clenche. She knew exactly how he felt. All Jamie wanted was for everything to go back to normal. Nothing would be normal.. They were just kids damnit. This situation would be hard enough for adults to handle..
Jamie chuckled at his response. “Yeah I know that..” her mind went back to when Ryan punched him...it seemed like so long ago. They had no idea what was in store for them. As Alex began to explain how there were no marks on his neck the girl’s eyes grew wider and wider until suddenly…

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed on top of her lungs. Her blood froze. She opened the refrigerator room’s door and saw the most gruesome thing in her entire life. Bodies laid on top of each other ... dead bodies. Their lifeless eyes stared right into Jamie’s. She didn’t recognize the girl on the bottom but she was cut in half her guts spilling out onto the floor, which was a horrific sight on it’s own, and would’ve made the brunette throw up right there, but what she saw on top was what made her scream so loud. Laying on top of the blonde was a familiar face Jamie recognized… Elizabeth… Elizabeth Agens...covered in blood. Her throat was sliced open probably by a knife her clothes her face, the floor… everything was covered in red blood. The young girl stumbled backwards… her head spinning. The blood she saw on the Cafeteria floor… it was… Elizabeth’s blood. Who did this.. who would do this? Her vision became blurry. Just the thought that they were so close.. they could’ve helped. Her ears started ringing. She could hear the blood pumping in her ears. Her heart was racing. The brunette could hear her friend yelling her name, but she couldn’t answer. She stumbled backwards..losing her balance completely. It was too much..it was all too much. She collapsed on the floor, shaking. The last thing she heard before she blacked out was Alex’s voice. “Are you okay?”

[Alexander Attiyah]

Alex continued calling out through the wall for Jamie to respond, the blood pounding intensely in his ears. She was basically a second sister to him; someone he trusted and would protect with his life. That scream terrified him and made his mind swarm with possible scenarios. Did she get hurt? Was something in the room with her and she couldn't speak now for fear of getting caught? Or did she just mistake someone from her group walking in and panic for no reason? But then why wouldn't she be responding if that was the case?

He swallowed hard, his heartrate speeding as he waited for any sound at all that might give him a clue or some kind of indication as to what was up. But he was met with nothing but complete silence. And every second that ticked by without any reply only made his panic escalate.

"Jamie's not answering," he called over his shoulder towards Misha, his eyes glancing between the barrier between their group and the brunette as well as his best friend. He felt stuck; there wasn't any way to get to the cafeteria from where they were. And she had said no one was with her either. Which meant no one was around to help her if she needed it, and there wasn't anything he could do about it. Shit!

"Stay here," he said to the redhead as he ran towards the doorway. "I'm going to see if there's any one I can get a hold of." It was a slim shot and not anything that would probably work; he had no idea where her groupmates were. But he wasn't going to just sit there and hope for the best either. And attempting to call out to anyone seemed like as possible of an idea as any right now. Someone's got to hear me right? he thought, glancing at the tile and walls around him. They've gotta echo at least a little bit. Or at least, I really hope they do...

Running towards the doorway, Alex had made it only a step past the doorframe with the door shutting closed behind him when he felt an intense and familiar static noise suddenly ring in his ear, and his whole body instantly began to tilt as he lost consciousness, his body collapsing onto the floor as well.