Twelve ways to die
I don't own fringe… thank you
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Olivia's point of view
What is this place? I am surrounded by browned metal walls covered in what I can only assume is rust. This room has a bed in such a state no one in there right mind would sleep in it, and a toilet and a sink that looked no better.
Where am I? I have woken up to a nightmare, hey…
There was a key board in the wall, and a yellowed piece of paper next to it. The paper had red ink writing on it that said:
12 ways to die:
F1: Poison arrow to the heart
F2: Drowning
F3: Falling down a fight of stairs
F4: chain saw incidents
F5: starvation
F6: quick sand
The rest of the list had been torn off, what did it mean?
Then with a chill running up and down my spine I examined the keyboard. I realized the significance of the "F" in front of the numbers. The only keys not completely blank on the whole thing were the top row keys of F1 through F12. What's all this got to do with me? Then I became aware of the F1 key, it was flashing a yellow glow, as if a light were under the key it self. I gaped in a sort of horror as the key got pushed into the main keyboard frame by its self!
Just then a great burst of pain hit my chest, with a sudden realization the list made sense, as I stared down to a bloody arrow protruding form my chest… then, nothing but endless blackness
Point of view… unknown
Olivia didn't now it at the time, but the arrow was pumping a lethal amount of some unnamed toxin into her blood stream. It was unclear as to what finally killed her from her screaming agony, the blood loss, or the poison… she was dead. However she must experience all of my twelve ways to die before I let her go. One down eleven to go…
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Olivia's point of view
I'm still alive? But… how is this possible? I died, I…
I looked over to the key board the F1 key had been blacked out. Also the F1 option on the list had been marked off. And a new crisp piece of paper, only thin enough to hold about two sentences, was taped beneath the old one.
It read: One down, eleven to go. F7: Eaten alive.
Point of view, no one
Olivia's heart jumped when she realized, either escape now, or suffer through what ever it was this sick-o had in mind. How ever the only door was bolted, most defiantly. So it looked like she'd be sticking around awhile if she survived that long.
Olivia's point of view
What ever this is I don't like it, and it looks like he's got it set up for maximum scare factor. It seems like he is saving the "best" for last…
But will the last, be my last? Oh, no… the keyboard is flashing again, the F2 key this time… drowning here I come…
Point of view: no one Olivia braced for impact as the F2 key pressed it self down…
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The torrential out pour of water from the ceiling was phenomenal. Olivia struggled with all her might against it, and she managed to keep her head above the water level. However the room was filling up fast, and even though she tried ever so hard she couldn't find an air pocket. Frantically flailing in the water we see her mouth let go of bubbles full of air, and then came the inevitable human reflex of breathing in. that sealed her watery grave fate…
Point of view unknown
Two down ten to go… She is a rather strong one, most don't make it this far.
Olivia's point of view
I woke with a start gasping for air, oh glorious precious air.
I immediately looked at the keyboard, and noticed that the walls seemed cleaner; the old paper had been replaced with a new paper, with the same stuff written on the old list on it. Also again there was a small paper taped under the main list.
It read: two down ten to go. F8: poisonous gas
Oh great, that sounds pleasant, she said bitterly sarcastic. I then realize in a shining ray of hope in the midst of the dismal room, that Peter, Charlie, Walter, Astrid, Broyals, and not to mention the rest of the FBI would be looking for her about now. "I may not have too much to worry about after all" I muttered to my self. I quickly noticed the F3 key was flashing, and then pushing it self down…
A door the opened right in front of where I was sitting at on the floor, I could clearly see down into the abyss. There were sharp cornered metal stairs, which were quiet uneven, steep, and without hand rails. Well this one is going to be a thrill I thought drily, as I picked my self up and started down the steps to my third death. Gee, I pondered, that sounded weird… "My third death…" I was still progressing down the stairs, slowly, when suddenly and rather epically, I lost my balance.
I fell, and I landed… very hard.
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To be continued *evil laugh* Please do me the honor of rating and reviewing. I will be back with more! Also any idea's on ways for Olivia to die? Send them in!
Kudleycraze12321 signing off
