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Post by Christopher Kresh on Sept 8, 2018 1:46:47 GMT
Darkness surrounded him. Had he fallen down into the bottomless pit..? He didn't feel as if he was falling. Neither had he felt the impact of hitting the ground. Would he end up like amanda? Would he hit the ground only to have his body taken over by some kind or paranormal force. He didn't believe the real amanda was behind this. She couldn't be. Something had changed her. How did one even get possessed..? Like naya.. was she trapped in a corner only to see the fear in her eyes the moment she lost herself? The thought scared him. Did this mean anyone could get taken over. He still had not opened his eyes. He didn't want to. He didn't dare to. He didn't want to wake up and find himself surrounded by corpses. The redhead felt his hands shaking. He remembered how his father would tell him how things would be better every time he woke up. That sounded like a lie now. Every time he woke up things got worse and more people died. He had to live with the fact he was a murderer. Jamie and emery.. they were both dead because of him. Tears stung in his eyes. He sat up finding himself in the same room except everyone was wrong. He was alone. Nobody around. The tears in his eyes were blinding him as a sudden aggression came to him. He cried , letting out a yell of frustration as he hit his fist against the ground. Again. And again. His vision was blurry due to his tears. He backed off sitting against the wall as he held his head crying to himself. He couldn't do this anymore.
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Post by Dawn "Dee Dee" Dreemurr on Sept 9, 2018 5:52:30 GMT
Dawn couldn't bear staying in the room with others any longer. She needed to be alone. Away from people. Away from reminders of the horror "game" she had to be a part with. Away, alone!
Her nails dug into her shoulders as she walked into the darkness of the classroom 2-3. She closed the door behind her and fell forward on her knees onto the floor, sobbing. Some time passed as she stayed silent, just breathing. She sat down on the floor, rocking nervously, her hands wrapped around herself. Listening to her own heartbeat. Meanwhile, the thick air warp around her. It suffocated her. Like that rope around her neck. That piercing sound. All of the sounds around her.
No.
It didn't help. This silence. It was suffocating her too. She souldn't stay silent any longer. Those sounds. Esmeralda. Crack. ENOUGH! Cameron, Chris. FUCK! She doesn't even know where are they?! They can be fucking dead! They all are fucking dead!!
"AAAAA-A-A-AH," she yelled as loud as she could, lowering her body to the ground as if she was in physical pain. The girl hit the ground with her fist in defeat and slip into a loud ugly cry.
Tara was right. Chris was right. They will never get out of here. They are all fucking doomed.
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Post by Christopher Kresh on Sept 9, 2018 23:43:16 GMT
Chris felt how his back hit the wall. The sadness , frustration and anger bottling up as the boy yelled his face buried in his hands while crying. He let his body slide as he pressed himself against the wall until he was sitting against it. He was exhausted and his knuckles were scraped from hitting the ground.
The strange thing however was that the boy heard an echo the moment he screamed. Not just an echo.. a female one.
Immediately the boy tensed up and looked around him in a scared manner. Nobody but him. Was he going insane..?! Was another murder happening and did he hear echos from that..?! His body was shaking uncontrollably. He heard someone cry. A female. He frowned as he put his ear against the wall while holding on to it so he maybe could control his shaking. No use. He listened.
Even if it was against anything he learned from horror movies he took a deep breath and called out; “hello..? Is anyone there..?!” Even if it turned out to be some paranormal being.. at least it would mean he wasn't hearing voices in his head.
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Post by Dawn "Dee Dee" Dreemurr on Sept 10, 2018 16:53:26 GMT
“Hello..?" Dawn felt shivers going down her spine, as she heard something was here in the room with her. No. No, no, no! It was a dumb, dumb, dumb idea to abandon your group! She should leave, she... "Is anyone there..?!” Wait.
"I know this voice," Dawn thought, as her eyes were worryingly looking around the room. "Chris!" it hit her like a lightning bolt. The girl crawled on her knees towards the wall she thought the sound of his voice was coming from. "CHRIS! Crhis! Oh my God," choking tears, she leaned towards the wall, her whole body shivering from an overabundance of emotions. "Chris are you okay?! It's me! Dawn! I can't belive I- Chris! Crhis, did they hurt you? Where are you?!"
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Post by Christopher Kresh on Sept 10, 2018 18:50:19 GMT
Chris listened as he waited for an answer. It was silent for a moment, and the boy could have sworn he had lost his mind right there, hearing voices that aren't there. Suddenly there was a voice. The redheads eyes widened as he moved even closer to the wall. It was dawn. Tears formed in the corners of his eyes again. “ Dawn..!?” he replied back sounding extremely worried. “ W-What me..? N-No! I mean Yes..! I’m okay.. Physically..! M-More importantly how are you..?!” He said as he bit his lip and hid his bleeding knuckles in his shirt. Even if dawn was on the other side of the wall and couldn't see it he still hid the injury. He was okay .. He had been lucky. He could have been knocked into the pit and he would have ended up like amanda and andrei.
“ D-Dawn easy..!” he said as he wanted to calm the girl down. He could tell by the desperation in her voice. By the panic. “ Dawn .. I.. I am so sorry you had to..” he bit his lip harder as he stopped talking. No he couldn't just say something like this. It was cheap. It didn't have any value. He clenched his fists while holding his shirt as his nails dug in the palms of his hands. “ This should have never happened to you” He said. “ And I’m sorry that I couldn't do anything to stop it.”
Emery was dead. And it was his fault. He and Esmeralda had guessed the girl to her death. To safe dawn.. yes. And he was glad the blonde was still with him. But Chris would never be able to forget what he had seen or heard. The snap of emery’s neck. Robbert puking out his insides. Riley’s cries of pain. Naya..
Without him noticing tears were streaming down his face as he stared to the ground as he leaned forward, sobbing.
“ D-Dawn.. I’m.. I’m a murderer..” he whispered while crying. The aura of death still lingered in the auditorium, fueling his depressing thoughts.
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Post by Dawn "Dee Dee" Dreemurr on Sept 10, 2018 20:22:20 GMT
"Dawn..!?" he said and a smile beamed from her lips and she gulped down the tears, that couldn't stop forming in her red - from all the crying - eyes. "W-What me..? N-No! I mean Yes..! I’m okay.. Physically..! M-More importantly how are you..?!" he asked with concern, making Dawn let out a nervous giggle-like sound. "S- Same," she replied, wiping the tears away.
“Dawn .. I.. I am so sorry you had to..” her weak smile faded, memories of those sounds surrounding her, not being able to do anything about the situation hit back again with double force. "This should have never happened to you," after a short pause Chris continued, "And I’m sorry that I couldn't do anything to stop it."
"Chris, no!" she stroked the wall gently as if it was his shoulder, "You, Esme, Ron... You all did everything you could!" she tried to reassure him, but failed. “ D-Dawn.. I’m.. I’m a murderer..” he whispered back, as the girl hit the wall with all her might. "NO!" she yelled, "STOP THIS! You are not a murderer, Chris! Whoever is behind this - they are a sicko! You did all you could, you can't! You-" she kept talking until her hyperventilating took over.
"You," she wept, trying to control her breathing, "Can't leave us." It wasn't as easy to say it as she used to before, but they had to. They can't give up. She can't give up. How stupid of her it was to get lost in selfpity this easily... NO! They risked their lives for her. Emery DIED for her to keep on living. No. They can't. They won't!
"We should keep going," Dawn hit the wall with all might again, her fist getting red from the impact. "For Esmeralda!" she hit the wall again. "For Tara!" and again. "For me..." the girl thought, breathing heavily.
"Chris," she whispered. You are no murderer. "You are a lot stronger than you think. You already did impossible things..." She looked back at the door, Esmeralda must be worried sick. How could she leave her without an explanation? And especially how could she leave Peyton who JUST lost her best friend like this?! "You all did," she looked back at the wall. "And I will do anything in my power to prove you that!.."
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Post by Christopher Kresh on Sept 11, 2018 9:39:45 GMT
"Chris, no!" He faintly heard "You, Esme, Ron... You all did everything you could!" It didn't matter. He could softly hear her voice trying to calm him but chris knew the truth. Both jamie and Emery.. They could have been alive.. Jamie he could have saved if he had just teamed up with peyton. Emery.. .. they should have tried to help her instead of playing the sick game they were stuck in. He covered his mouth with his hand as he tried to muffle his cries.
BANG The boy jumped as he moved away from the wall in freight. what in the..?! he wanted to call out to dawn and ask if she was okay but heard her yell. "NO! STOP THIS! You are not a murderer, Chris! Whoever is behind this - they are a sicko! You did all you could, you can't! You-" He was shocked to hear Dawn this upset. She suddenly stopped talking. Chris frowned. why did she stop. He got to the wall “ dawn..?” He asked as he was wary. He placed his ear to the wall as he heard her breathing heavily. “ Dawn!?” he asked now harder. “ Dawn I’m sorry are you okay..?!” "You," “ W-what..?! What did I do..?!” he asked almost panicking. "Can't leave us." dawn sobbed Chris eyes widened. “ dawn I..” "We should keep going," dawn said in a confident tone.
BANG "For Esmeralda!" BANG "For Tara!" BANG
“Dawn.. please stop hitting the wall..! y-you're going to hurt yourself..” he said softly "Chris," “ Yes..?” "You are a lot stronger than you think. You already did impossible things..." Chris looked away. “ .. I .. You.. have a false image of me..” he mumbled. He had done so much wrong. Hell he was the reason nancy had hurt thalia. He still felt responsible for that. “And I will do anything in my power to prove you that!.." Chris looked at the auditorium. trying to see the situation before him again.
“ Dawn… I .. I am in the auditorium..” he said softly. “ .. Thats.. where everything happened..” he said softly. “ .. riley emery and robbert.. they are dead..” he said softly. He didn't know if she knew.. her eyes had been covered. “ I .. I don't know where the others went.. I.. I was almost knocked down one of the holes.. like… a-andrei “ he spoke the name softly. Poor andrei.. He sighed as he took a deep breath. “ I can’t remember if i.. Passed out due to stress or .. I don't know the strange blackouts” he mumbled. He felt a bit bad for complaining. Dawn was panicked and here he was making things worse. “ .. Dawn.. I-I’m not going to leave you.. I will find you again..” he assured her “ I will find you, tara and Esme and we will get out of here..” he said softly.
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Post by Dawn "Dee Dee" Dreemurr on Sept 12, 2018 1:11:45 GMT
No, Chris. “ .. I .. You.. have a false image of me..” he mumbled back. Dee Dee let out a sigh of defeat and rubbed the bridge of her nose. That's not what she meant. "I want you to believe in yourself," she thought, as she tried to come up with the right words to express her mind. Then he told her that he was sitting in the auditorium, where the whole "event" happened before. He told her that even more people besides Emery died there. Her stomach hurt. She felt the knot in her stomach twisting, tightening. Meanwhile, Chris continued his tale. He told her that he also almost got accidentally killed, how he passed out and didn't remember things clearly... and then he abrupted himself, like, on purpose. "Dawn," he called out for her and she finally lifted her frozen stare from the ground. "We will get out of here..” The girl felt a faint smile touch her dry lips. 'Don't make promises you can't keep' - her mom always told her. But she never listened. "Chris," she replied, leaning with her back on the wall, her fingers combed through her hair and stopped at the back of her head. "No matter what's going to happen to us," the words didn't come out as strong as I thought they should. "I'm happy I've met you.""And... you are no monster," she cried softly, mostly to herslef. "You saved my life."In a moment the girl collected herself together as much as possible and continued: "So, please, just promise me, promise me that no matter what,.. as long as one of us stands, we are..." she paused herslef for a moment looking for a proper word, "invincible." She took a short pause and added, "So, promise me you are not going to do anything to yourself!"
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Post by Esmeralda Ortiz on Sept 12, 2018 5:43:53 GMT
Esme decided to check the other places besides the offices for clues. She didn’t like the idea of leaving Peyton alone, especially not with a knife that may or may not be possessed. It was used in a demon ritual...or at least implied anyways. Dawn had excused herself and concern gnawed at her. So between solving the mystery of Miss Kishi and demons, she headed out. A familiar voice echoed, and she cane rushing over.
“Dawn? Are you okay, babe?”
Dawn looked...better. Alone time was...wait was Dawn talking to the wall?! Then she remembered. Right; there were places where people could talk. It was where she first met Dawn ironically. She knocked on the wall with a “shave and a haircut” beat; friendly and not aggressive.
“Hello? Who’s there? Are you okay?”
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Post by Sam Lockwood on Sept 12, 2018 7:06:47 GMT
“LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTEEED” She burst the door open with a loud bang. Her yelling echoed through the empty room. The woman’s white blouse was dirty and a few buttons were missing. Her face was as red as a rose and in her right hand she was holding a big bottle, with not too much liquid left in it. After her loud “suggestion” she was expecting some cheering, applauding or at least something, but all she was met with was silence. The raven-haired’s smile faded a little after she took a good look around the room “Why the fuck is it so dark in here?” she asked, squinting. At least normal bars had some lights going, but this place was totally dark, and no music either? What is this a funeral? Well, she won’t be coming here after this that’s for sure. As her eyes adjusted she saw someone on the ground. “Hey, bro you good?” as she got closer, she realized it was one of her...students. Chris? But what is Chris doing here in a... the woman’s eyes grew wider. “This isn’t a bar is it?” she asked, but she already knew the answer.
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Post by Christopher Kresh on Sept 12, 2018 8:03:45 GMT
“Chris” The boy had trouble keeping his head up. Ever move felt like it asked too much energy out of him. “No matter what's going to happen to us..I'm happy I've met you." Chris clenched his fists. Dawn was talking as if she was already dead. He couldn't blame her for being on edge after what happened but it hurt him a lot to hear the happy dawn he came to know say these words in such desperation. “dawn please don't-” "And... you are no monster," he wanted to say something but the faint noise of someone crying stopped him. He wanted to go to dawn and hold her in a close hug to comfort her but this damn wall was in the way. “So, please, just promise me, promise me that no matter what,.. as long as one of us stands, we are… invincible” chris heard her continue. How. How could he possibly tell her about the voices in his head, the depressing thoughts and feelings and the huge amount of guilt he felt. So instead he tried to smile through his tears, like he had done for years now. "So, promise me you are not going to do anything to yourself!" Chris looked down. No. He wasn't going to hurt himself. “Don't worry dawn.. I won't” he said. If he hurt his body.. he wouldn't be able to be there for dawn or his friends. And they needed him. He didn't care if he didnt make it out alive.. if the people he cared about were able to make it out and get their lives back.. he was happy.
Suddenly a second voice joined dawn. Chris tensed up a bit as he prayed it was a friend instead of someone who could hurt dawn. “Hello? Who’s there? Are you okay?” He heard the voice clearly now. Esme. His eyes lit up. Thank god..! She was alive..! “esme..?! Its chris..!” he said. He sighed in relief. He knew esme would give dawn the hug he wasn't able to give her. “how are you..?”
Before he could say anything a loud voice made the guy jump in freight as he backed up against the wall letting out a yelp of fear. “ WHA--” “LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTEEED” Chris was almost triggered into another panic attack. He was alone. What if something from that horrific tea party had come back to end him for not teaming up with peyton. “Why the fuck is it so dark in here?” that however didn't sound right. Well it didn't sound threatening. He recognized the voice but couldn't place it until the woman spoke to him. “This isn’t a bar is it?” “Miss lockwood..!?” he asked looking at her with a scared and worried expression. “n-no you're at school.. o-or what used to be school..! A-are you okay..!?” her face seemed red. Had she been in pain? Crying? Then the smell of alcohol hit him and his eye fell on the bottle “a-are you.. drunk..?”
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Post by Dawn "Dee Dee" Dreemurr on Sept 13, 2018 18:47:31 GMT
“Don't worry, Dawn... I won't,” Dawn sealed the promise with a nod and a sigh. Good. Then the girl just sat there, silent, contemplating the events of the past few days, when suddenly...
“Dawn? Are you okay, babe?” a soft reassuring voice made Dawn jump in her place scared. "Oh, my gosh, Esme!" the girl let out her friend's name with a sigh. "You startled me, ha ha," she rolled her eyes and gave the raven-haired girl a shy half-smile. Before Dawn could explain the whole situation Esmeralda already knocked on the wall, asking: “Hello? Who’s there? Are you okay?”
“Esme..?! Its Chris..!” Chris immediately replied back and Dawn let out a nervous, shy: "Surpri-i-i-ise!" She felt bad. She should have told Esmeralda to join her the moment she found out that Chris was alright... She shouldn't have left the room on her own like this, it wasn't safe. How dumb and selfish she was...
And yet, again, before Esmeralda was able to reply to simple questions like "How are you?" all of them were interrupted by a NEW, very LOUD and quite obnoxious guest! “LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTEEED!” a woman yelled, making Dawn flinch away from the wall, straight into Esmeralda's embrace. "What the f-" she whispered and then yelled in panic, "CRHIS! CRHSI ARE YOU OKAY?!"
“Miss Lockwood..!?” he replied back, addressing probably to the newcomer. “A-are you.. drunk..?” Miss Lockwood? The history teacher?! WHAT? Dee Dee was completely lost at this point... oh, well, thank god at least Chris was okay! Miss Lockwood seemed like a nice woman.
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Post by Esmeralda Ortiz on Sept 13, 2018 22:45:19 GMT
“Esme! It’s Chris!”
“Chris! Thank God.” Esme placed one hand on the wall. It was downright cruel. One of the few she wanted to get out with Okay and a walk was separating them. She was greeted by a hug from Dawn which immediately made her spirits lift if slightly. Hugs were something she needed to crack her hardened as hell. A shell getting harder with each passing day or hour or however time passed in this area.
A shell that came up when a slobbering drunk voice came behind the wall.
Esme pressed the wall in a firmer grip. She would anything for a wrecking ball. Then she could kick down the walls and pull him Away from whoever would hurt him in an inebriated state. Better question; how did a drunkard get in the school? Dawn recognized the voice.
Miss Lockwood.
The history teacher? Oh it made sense! Sometimes people stuck around for grading purposes! Duh. Esme suddenly felt stupid, thibking someone was running around drunk.
“Chris! Miss Lockwood! What part of the school are you guys in?”
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Post by Sam Lockwood on Sept 15, 2018 9:03:50 GMT
Her prediction was right. It was Chris! And he reassured her, that she indeed was not in a bar, but in their school, which was very unrecognizable. She tried to remember how she wound up here. She remembered being in an old building alone, and finding something in a drawer. It felt like a nightmare...maybe it was...maybe it is. The woman looked back at the red-head and noticed he was staring at the bottle in her hand. “A-are you drunk?”
A moment of silence filled the room, then out of nowhere the woman burst out laughing. It went on till her stomach started to hurt and tears formed in her eyes “When am I not at this point?” she asked still cackling.
Then she heard the sound of two other students, Dawn and Esme. Well at least she wasn’t alone anymore. Wondering the school halls all alone almost got to her...almost.
“Hello kids! I hope you did the assignment I gave out last week!” she started absent-mindedly. To Esme’s question she just shrugged and started wobbling the battle, examining the small portion of liquid left in it “I have no fucking idea… Hey, you guys want a sip?” she asked her students, but she hadn’t thought about how she would hand the bottle to them through the wall.
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Post by Christopher Kresh on Sept 15, 2018 18:32:30 GMT
“CHRIS ARE YOU OKAY?!” The boy was catching his breath as he looked at his teacher. “yes..! S-sorry! Miss lockwood startled me..!” he said to make sure dawn wouldn't be too worried.
At his question if the teacher was druk sam responded with a loud laugh. Chris tensed up as he backed up a bit. The loud sounds made him nervous. Why. Why did the woman have to be drunk..? The poor boy was already on edge and he felt as if he couldn't deal with the drunk jokes of his teacher. “When am I not at this point?” she asked still laughing. “.. d-do you have any idea what happened..?” he asked her as he gave her a confused look. How. How could she be so calm and so carefree about this? “Hello kids! I hope you did the assignment I gave out last week!” Chris gave her a shocked look. “ How can you--!” he was cut off. “Chris! Miss Lockwood! What part of the school are you guys in?” he heard esme ask them. “I have no fucking idea… Hey, you guys want a sip?” The boy shivered thinking back to what happened. “t-the auditorium..” he mumbled. The atmosphere of death still hung around there. He swallowed. His lips were dry and his head was pounding. Maybe.. just maybe.. some alcohol would take the edge off.
He shook his head. No. He had dawn esme and tara to look after. He couldn't be irresponsible and drink. “miss lockwood.. there is a wall in the way” he said softly still not declining a sip. It was really tempting. One sip wouldn't make him drunk.. right? He looked at the bottle and back at his teacher… it wouldn't be smart to have two drunk people in a school with death traps now.. would it?
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