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As soon as the door slammed shut, Temperance had an incredibly terrible sinking feeling. This was bad, very bad. She turned on her heel and faced the others. "What the fuck just happened?!" Temperance darted across the room and to the door. She immediately began to tug on the handle and push on the door. It wouldn't budge. Heart started beating faster and her pupils dilated. "We need to get out of here, right now." Temperance turned back around and began rifling through the room. "Help me find something to break this door down." She did not want to be stuck in there for another minute.

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He fell through the ground and before he could connect the what to the ****, he was tossed into even more water. This piece of river seemed to have it out for them. When he landed in it, he rolled and crashed into a side wall there he could see a shore directly across from him. Immediately he swam towards it, struggling to cross the waters as something crashed into him , luck let mhik dodge the object mostly but his shoulder was still clipped as he grounded himself by leaping under water to the shore and using claw and nail to not be pulled away too far to even be saved. When he pulled his upper body out, he rested his butt on the safe shore and simply gasped and wheezed lungfuls of fresh air.

 

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As soon as the door closed shut behind, Kallisti felt that she had made a terrible mistake. It was extremely dark in the hallway, and for a moment, she didn't know where to go.

" What the **** just happened?! " Kallisti heard quick footsteps back to the door which they came in. " We need to get out of here, right now. " Did they really? None of them knew what was in here - and what if some of the others were and bad things were happening to them? Bad things tended to happen in abandoned hospitals.

Temperance wanted to break the door down. Not a bad idea if they did want to leave, so Kallisti began to feel around the room for something heavy and hard; preferably a chainsaw or something similar.

 

"I really hate this game." He grunted and groan while slowly sitting up and opening up his heterochromic eyes slowly. His view was one of a room of someone with no taste and then it hit him. Memories. They were captured, raided. So why were they in such an odd room? They? He stared at the fellow bodies in the room. Someone was leaning over Heckles! A cannibel? John pulls himself to his feet and shifted back to what he hoped was a safe and far wall that let him keep all the people in the room in his view.

He felt his belt and ankle. Empty, looks like the boys did their home work and frisked him. He felt dirty. He contemplated talking and the red beads around his right hand gave him the patience to do so. "..." he had nothing to say to a possible cannibal.

 

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❝Theodore! I'm here . . . I don't know where I am, but I'm . . . inside something metal. D - Do you know where we are? Is there anyone else in here?❞

Why was she here? This was terrible...Her face went pale and his bottom lip quivered. What could he do? What could he do? He tried to yank his hands free, but pain only shot through his spine and shoulder at yanking. He felt dizzy. ​

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"I am-- I am here. Here. Are you two alright? This is-- ah-- this is Olivia. ​

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"Is-- is there anyone else here? H--hello?"​

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She was so funny, ha. ha. ha. ​

"Olivia? T-Theodore?"​

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Elliot. That was...horrible. It really was him. Before Theodore could voice any of his probably-futile ideas, he heard a door unlock. His heart started pounding. From the door way, a small group of hooded figures entered. They crossed over to him, Olivia, Elliot and a Brazen Bull. That must have been where Vanille was. The two sent over to him were holding some strange tools he had never seen before. Almost like rakes--except for much sharper.​

❝I don't know who you are, or who sent you here, but please, don't do this. Especially not to the little girl in--,❞​

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Without warning, the sharp blades of one of the instruments pierced his side, under his arm. Blood oozed immediately. His eyes widened. What was ... this? It hurt. It hurt. It hurt. Oh no. ​

 

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"Malchik! "
Olivia barked out her surprise almost carelessly. He was here! He was alive, after all of this! The trucks and the collapse and everything! Haha. Olivia sighed and a wide smile crossed her face, one that could not be seen by any of the others. Oh. Oh-- what-- what was this? No! Stupid girl. This is the worst place for tears to develop!

She sniffled.
"Elly! Malchik! You're-- you're okay-- don't be-- be hurt you ridiculous imbecile--"
It hurt to speak.
But Olivia felt a tinge of happiness.
She wanted to speak her heart. To dance among the sonorous sounds of the voice as it cascaded through the room in order to express the deepest of her passionate emotions. But the pain was what brought her back to earth.

"Elliot, I ..."

She--
She grit her teeth.
No.

"Malchik! Elliot! No, all-- all of you! This is painful! Y--yes! We have to get out! We-- do not-- just-- please, do not give up on your life! Live through the-- the pain, please ... this is a-- test-- it has to be. We will escape ..."

The ropes bit at her arms and legs. A tear rolled down Olivia's dirty cheek, but she bit her tongue hard trying to resist crying out.

 

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The sudden piercing of pain and the sudden shortness of breath. He slowly began to look his vision and as he held his chest he suddenly collapsed onto the floor of the unknown place. Was he going to die? It was ridiculous, he was to die by a mere random heart attack? he couldn't let it end like this, but he didn't have much choice. The pain was great and he didn't know just what was happening but what he believed what had happened was somebody was attempting to save his life. He nearly passed out but in the end his life was saved.

Time passed and Casey began to pull himself together and pant "d-damn" Casey said silently as his eye shot open "you...YOU GODDAMN LOLI LOVER OF A DAMN OLD MAN" Casey yelled as he sat up and looked around as he panted "where the hell?" Casey muttered as he noticed an extremely feminine boy before him "are you the one that saved me?....thanks man" Casey said continuing to pant as he rested his back once more on the floor as he held his chest "urgg...really shouldn't have yelled" Casey grumbled.

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Laurence soon awoke and found himself in an odd and peculiar room. It was a very wondrous and magnificent bedroom and just randomly appearing in there told him one thing...this room was the bedroom of god. Laurence stood up and stared out at the entire room like a child in the biggest free toy store. All sorts of emotions ran wild in Laurence and when it reached it peak Laurence just couldn't help it...

As Casey sat up with a groan his eye just immediately began to twitch upon seeing Laurence. "oh god" Casey muttered as he watched just what Laurence was doing

"♪ la la la la la! ♪" Laurence sang as he spun on one leg like a ballerina

...is he actually singing?

"♪ We're in the maaaaaaaaagical bedroooooom of god ♪" Laurence said doing a ballerina leap as he continue to spin and raise his hands to the heavens

...oh god he actually is...and he is dancing as well....

"♪ let us diiiiiiiiive in the woooooooonderous and mystical journey! ♪"

...please...heart attack...please come back...please....just stop...

"♪ oh such joy and happiness as he was loooooooove and care for one anoth- gwaaaaaaaack" Laurence continued to sing but stopped at the sudden blow he received to his back

"DAMN IT LAURENCE WHAT THE HELL? THIS ISN'T THE TIME FOR SINGING!" Casey yelled panting unable to take it any more. He didn't know what compelled his body to attack Laurence like that, but he really didn't mind. When it told him to flying kick him he really didn't hesitate. His body regretted such an action as he collapsed to one knee, but his mind was applauding him.

"♪ Ohhhhhhhh I'm singing in pain as I laaaaaaaaaay in the bedroom of god ♪" Laurence sung weakly as he was on the floor.

....Why Crestatia...why torture me so...

 

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Temperance started breaking things. She did not want to be trapped in a dark room in some creepy abandoned hospital. She shouldn't have listened to Quintus's suggestions. How fucking stupid. Quin may act smart, but Temperance didn't believe her to have much common sense. She grabbed something hard, not really sure what, and used to to smash a wooden top table. When it was broken into pieces, she picked up on of the metal legs that was left to a small chunk of the top. Temperance weighed it in her hand for a moment before moving back through the dark and over to the door. She lifted it high like an ax and began slamming it down on the handle repeatedly.

Suddenly, an angry scream sounded from down the hall and she stopped her banging. Temperance took cautious steps back away from the door and to the farthest corner of the room. She kept the leg close to her in case she would need it for defense. Temperance hid in the shadows under one of the tables and pulled a chair in front of her.

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Feeling a little better about the slightly grim situation at hand, she listened to a series of voices. They made her feel better. She wasn't alone. Theodore sounded like he was going to say something else, but then a door-unlocking-sound went off and her heart began to speed up. Footsteps sounded all around the room. It was a big room. A small group . . . They were all making their ways to different parts of the room.

She heard footsteps next to her, outside of the metal container she was inside. What was happening? Vanille was breathing from her mouth now. What was going to happen to them?

❝I don't know who you are, or who sent you here, but please, don't do this. Especially not to the little girl in - ❞

In? In what? Don't do what? What was happening? No, no, no! she couldn't panic. No panicking. And then the other female voice started.

Something sounded off below her, like a fire being lit. This metal container, whatever it was . . . it was made out of aluminum. It quickly got hot and her flesh began to feel warmer until it hurt. Only a little at first. Vanille bit her lip. Bit it more. More. More.

High tolerance for pain.

A few minute in, tears were rolling down her eyes.

A few more minutes later. She was wimpering.

More minutes. Crying.

More minutes. Sobbing.

More minutes. Yelping. Crying. More minutes. Light-headed-ness. What about the others? Who else was okay? Where was momma?

Vanille cried. Loud. Cried for something, anything. Cried for them to stop. It burned. It felt awful. Worse than anything she could have imagined. And it wouldn't stop.

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OMG didyoufung hear that!?? It sent a shiver of excitement up the young boy's spine. Unfortunately his mind was tell him to hide because this thing sounded more...I will rip your head off then let's chat about how I died. And without a single thought for the others in the room, Duncan hid inside what appeared to be a small space that held lab coats or some kind of clothing material. He shut the door and felt like the yelling spirit was blue and bald and silent. Why would he think that?

 

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Temperance was angry with her. Of course she was. Kallisti didn't say anything. She was upset with herself, too. It had been a bad idea to come here - but where would the car have taken them?

After searching enough, something strange sounded off. A yell - and a very angry one at that. Who was it? None of them. Her heart beat in her chest hard, and she let out heavy breaths. Moments later, there were footsteps, and Kallisti immediately hid behind something very large; she thought it might have been a shelf.

" Hide! " she hissed, and then curled into herself, hoping for the best.

 

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People entered, judging by the sound of the footsteps anyway for he could not see them. Turning he noticed they were all cloaked and heading to each of them.

Elliot began to struggle again, wishing to be free of his binds. Maybe, just maybe, if he shook them enough the metal holding him would loosen enough for him to escape. His attention was place on that, though he had noticed Olivia use his actual name. Well, if he were to die here than at least that was something. Though why did she have to cry? Stupid girl. Then there was Theodore. If he had waited just a little longer...

These thoughts did not last. His shirt and jacket were lifted to expose his stomach and a rat was placed on top of it. A bucket, he assumed, was then put on top of it. He began failing the best he could while restrained, begging for them to get it off of him.

When the bucket started to be heated and the rat clawed at him he shook violently, now shouting for them to stop.

 

❝I HEARD SOMEONEEEEE. I KNOW YOU'RE HERE--HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. YOU WANT TO PLAY? OKAY! I'M GONNA FIND YOUUUUU!❞
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Still screaming and partially gasping for air, Madeline dropped to her knees on the shore and held her hand over her left eye. Blood dripped between her fingers. She had been freezing before, but suddenly her body flooded with warmth in her panic. Her face was burning. Tears streamed down her right cheek and blood poured down the other.

"OH GOD. OH GOD." She lifted her face, seeing nothing but grass and trees. Where were they? Her body trembled and she curled up onto her side on the bank of the river. Where was Thomas? Sobs wracked her body. She was shaking, and bleeding. Her hip burned, blood running down her exposed legs. ​

 

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Bernadette clutched the top of her rock with all her might. She could feel her strength slipping. It was all being sapped away as water lapped at her. Bernie squinted her eyes, trying to see through the splashing that pelted her face. There was a shape a little was off to her right. It appeared to be moving and seemed rather tall. Bernie could only hope that it was Harley. Where were Madeline and Thomas? Were they okay? "Harley!" she called out over the sounds of rushing water. Could he hear her?

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She was too afraid to let go of the rock and try to swim over to him, the current was too strong. If she let go, she could be swept away with the current. She needed something to reach him. When she squinted harder, she could see that he was on a cliff. Another quick glance down the river and she could see Madeline struggling to hold onto a tree branch. That only left Thomas to be found. Bernadette got lapped with a wave of water and her hands slipped off of the rock as her head bobbed under the water. No... This was terrifying. Bernie struggled to resurface. She kept her arms held as high as possible, even when she couldn't keep her head up. She opened her mouth to breath, but ended up swallowing a large gulp of water instead. With the water weighing her down, she didn't see Madeline pull herself up onto the shore.​

 

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At first, he tried to be strong. The blades tore as his skin, but they were mostly just teasing him, painting his body with scratches. Then, as they dug deeper, he started to breathe hard. He wanted to pass out, at least. Then, a few minutes later, he was wishing he was dead again. He wanted to die. If there was a God (there wasn't), he wanted them to just take the pain away and let it end. The biggest pain, though, came from hearing the other's. Poor Vanille, crying. Elliot. Olivia, too, though he wasn't all too sure how he felt about her in general.

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❝Dear GOD, have MERCY, please! STOP. What do you want?!❞​

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Pleads like that left him every few minutes. That was, until one of them brought the bloodied tool up towards his mouth. Theodore's eyes widened in horror. ​

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❝Do you want yer tongue cut out, boy?❞ What a strange accent, but it shut him up. He trembled as they swung at his thighs and then his stomach. ​

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He couldn't die here. He wouldn't die here. He was back for a reason, wasn't he? He just had to...to think! He had to think--but it was so hard when everything hurt so badly. What could stop this? He took a deep breath. ​

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The two prodding at him seemed caught off guard for a moment. Over and over again, he shouted. He screamed. She was the only one, ironically. The only one who could save them. ​

 

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❝HMMM...THIS IS NO FUN ANYMORE. COME OUT. COME OUT, COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE, OR I'M GOING TO BURN THIS ENTIRE BUILDIN' DOWN TO THE GROUND, MOTHERFUCKERS--HAHAHAHAHHA. OR MAYBE I SHOULD BOMB IT? COME ON, I DON'T BITE!!!!!!! DON'T BE A COWARD, COME ON OUT NOW!❞​

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Through his own screams he heard Theodore shout Crestatia's name and thought that it could work. But him dealing with the demon was why they were here in the first place, so he was turn. Though, they didn't have many options.

"We can make another deal?" His voice was forced through gritted teeth, his wrist beginning to bleed as he tried to squeeze them out of their restraints. He managed to turn enough that halted the rat, but no way could he break free and save all three in time before they perished. Something had to be done. This couldn't be their end. "I'll beg you."

 

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That's what it was. A torture chamber. Terrible. Others? Happening . . .

Between the massive amount of pain and the terrible smell of burning flesh, there were few thoughts in Vanille's tortured mind that could be complete.

Escape plan. How? People around. Start again. How?

If she made it out of this situation alive . . . Well, she didn't know what she what she would do. But if she sat burning alive for much longer, she wasn't going to be able to be alive. Obviously.

Crestatia? Out . . . Deal. Bargain. For what? Didn't care. Wiggle? Knock over. Door? Fall open. Closed again. Other people. Door - locked? Probably.

❝S - STOP.❞ She meant to try and say it calmly, but it only came out as a screaming sob. She tried to say something else, but only screamed out 'stop again'

Then she heard him. Theodore. He screamed out for Crestatia. Was that really their only option. It was.

❝CRU - CRES - TAT . . . CRESTATIA!!❞ She didn't know what else to do.

 

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A chill shot down her spine at the sound of the voice that echoed from the hall. Temperance gripped the metal leg tighter until her knuckles turned white. She may not have been the most concealed in the room, but she had plenty of things in front of her to make it difficult to reach her quickly. That gave her time. Her heart beat so loudly she was afraid someone would hear it. She had to focus to steady her breathing. This place was terrifying. Never would she go to another hospital. Nope. Fuck that. She would rather die than visit a hospital. They needed to get out of here while avoiding the mad man in the hall.

Temperance hadn't broken the handle off of the door when the feral shout came from the hall, which meant the door was still securely locked. As long as that door remained locked, they remained safe inside of the room. It turned out to have an upside to being trapped in there after all. How long would it take him to fin-- ...

The sound of his voice shouting again sent another shiver down her spine. Are you fucking kidding me? They had to go out there. If they didn't they would die, but the door was locked and she really didn't want to face him.....

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A light bulb clicked on in Temperance's head. It was one of those rare occasions. They didn't need to break down the door and face that mad man. They didn't need to remain locked in the room to die. They were still on the first floor. They could easily break a window and jump out. Easy-peasy. She slid the chair away from her spot and climbed out from under the table. "I'm going to break a window," she called out to the other two. Temperance groped the wall until she felt a cool glass surface under her hands. Taking a deep steady breath, she cocked the metal bar behind her back and swung forwards.