AN: Hey again! Chapter 1 is now up and ready to read. :) I hope you don't hate me too much by the end of this.
Warning: Charcter Death, gore, scary stuff
Chapter 1
"Uweehhhhh….Ow!" Feliciano groaned as his consciousness returned. The pain in his ankle quickly shook him from his grogginess and he sat up. Looking around, Feliciano noticed that the room he was in looked nothing like the classroom. It did look like a classroom…a very dilapidated classroom. There were fallen beams, bits of floor were missing, and chairs and desks were knocked over. With some pain, Feliciano managed to stand.
"Owww….Were am I?" he wondered aloud. Feliciano began to shake. He couldn't see anyone nearby, it was very dark. "Hello!?"
"Uurgg…" came a quiet response. Feliciano limped quickly in the direction of the sound, however he had to stop since the floor had disappeared. He peered across the gap to the other side of the classroom and saw the shape of a person leaning against a fallen desk.
"Wait right there!" Feliciano called. He turned and began searching along the edge to find a way across. Every step caused the boards to creak and Feliciano worried that he would fall through the floor again at any minute. Feliciano found that he would need to leave the room in order to get across. He made his way out of the classroom and into the hall.
The hallway was just as decrepit, but luckily the way to the first door of the classroom was unhindered. Feliciano hobbled along the hallway and opened the door. Feliciano limped into the room and over to the person he saw earlier.
"Lovino!" Feliciano exclaimed as his brother's form came into sight. Feliciano bent down and shook his shoulder.
"Mmm…What? Where the hell am I?" Lovino demanded after his eyes opened and adjusted. Feliciano shook his head.
"I-I don't know…but it's dark and scary…." he replied. Lovino pushed himself to his feet.
"Great! Just fuckin wonderful! First an earthquake and now we're in some weird place," he complained. Lovino paused in his rant when he noticed the odd stance of his brother.
"Fratello…what's wrong with your foot?" he asked. Feliciano pouted.
"I think I sprained it when we fell," he said. Lovino sighed irritably.
"Fan-fucking-tastic," he growled.
"I'm sorry!" Feliciano squeaked.
"Yeah, yeah. It wasn't your fault, stupid. Just…lean on me, yeah?" Lovino said. Feliciano nodded and leaned against his brother.
"I suppose we ought to look around and find a way out," said Feliciano quietly.
"Brilliant idea," Lovino replied sarcastically. Wrapping his arm around Feliciano, they headed for the door. The two brothers left the classroom and, seeing as there was a large gap preventing them from going right, they walked left. When they reached the end of the hall, there was yet another gap keeping them from the door out.
"Now what?" Lovino asked, trying his best not to sound panicked.
"Hmm…Oh! Look! There's a wide floor board over there! It must be from the floor above. We could use that to cross, right?" Feliciano replied, pointing over to a corner where, indeed, a rather wide floorboard was braced against the wall.
"Nice!" Lovino grinned. They retrieved the board and placed it across the gap. The two carefully inched across, and luckily it held. Feliciano and Lovino walked through the archway and down two sets of stairs. They entered a new hallway. As they walked, they spotted several small shoes scattered across the floor.
'Maybe…this was an Elementary or Middle school,' Feliciano thought.
"Hey, look! An exit!" Lovino exclaimed, hurrying them over to the set of double doors.
"W-wait! Lovino! Shouldn't we try to find the others first? They have to be around here somewhere," Feliciano said. Lovino ignored him. He grabbed the doorknobs and tried to open them, but the doors wouldn't budge. In fact, it was almost like the doors were being held in place by an unseen force.
"Wha!? What the hell!?" Lovino cursed. Feliciano hated the relief he felt. He would have hated himself more, however, if they had left the others behind. Feliciano placed a hand on Lovino's shoulder, stopping his repeated kicking of the doors.
"Lovino…let's keep going. Maybe while we look for Ludwig and everyone, we'll find and exit too," he suggested.
"Gah! Fine, whatever. It's not like we have any other choice," Lovino snapped. Given that the other halls were cut off from them by holes in the floor, they made their way back to the first hallway.
"There was another gap up ahead, we should take this board with us and see if we can cross it," Feliciano said, turning to pick up the board they had walked back over. The two walked along the hallway to the other gap and Feliciano placed the board down.
"Perfecto! Yay!" Feliciano cheered. Lovino rolled his eyes and they crossed the gap. As they continued along they spotted more doors…and another gaping hole in the floor. It looked as though the only way across would be to go through the classroom. They pushed open the door and walked inside. Lovino and Feliciano inched across a narrow section of stable floor and froze.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" they screamed. Staring up at them with empty sockets was a skeleton. Feliciano shook violently, though he was better off than his brother who had leapt behind him to hide.
"S-so scaryyyy," Feliciano whimpered. Lovino, having realized there was nothing to be afraid of, stepped around his brother and walked over to examine the bleached bones.
"These…are real…." he said softly.
"Noooooo! Why? Why is there a skeleton in an abandoned school!?" Feliciano wailed.
"Y…ou….two…."
"WAAAH! What was that!?" Feliciano screamed. Lovino jumped back as a blue light rose from the skeleton.
"New….victims?" the light asked.
"UWAH! G-ghost!" Lovino shrieked.
"W-w-who are y-y-you?" Feliciano squeaked, trembling in terror.
"….I was brought here against my will….trapped…just like you…." the spirit replied.
"Where the fuck is here?" Lovino demanded.
"This is a….cursed place….many places….multiple planes of existence all at once…." The spirit explained. "Made by powerful….vengeful…spirits….Closed spaces. We are….the unlucky ones. Victims of an inescapable hell."
"That doesn't sound good," Feliciano whimpered.
"No kidding!" Lovino snapped.
"You are not the only ones….I sense many, many others," the spirit told them.
"You can? Are they are friends? Are they okay?" Felciano asked hopefully.
"I….I can't sense the number…however….they arrived at the same time as you. They are definitely here," the spirit said. Feliciano and Lovino exchanged relieved expressions.
"That means we can find them! Yay!" Feliciano cheered, clapping his hands.
"No….you cannot meet. They are here….but not….they are in another, separate, closed space. If you are determined to find them…you must connect the spaces. Though you should know…escape is impossible….But at least you will die together," the spirit explained. "That is worth fighting for….after all…your chances of finding an escape are better when you are with others."
With that, the spirit disappeared.
"Lovino….Huh? W-w-w-w-what is that!?"
Lovino followed Feliciano's pointing finger and saw what had spooked his brother. A small boy dressed in a ragged sailor shirt and tattered blue pants was standing by the teacher's desk. His head was tilted curiously, but the slight red haze emanating from him and the smile that was just a bit too wide caused the brothers to scream in fear and flee.
Feliciano and Lovino only stopped running when they noticed they hadn't been followed. They doubled over, trying to catch their breaths.
"That…was…freaky," Feliciano panted.
"Si…." Lovino wheezed. They both sighed and looked back down the stairs they had climbed. "We have to go back in."
"Whaaaat!? Why?" Feliciano whined.
"Because, stupid, that's the only way to get to the other side of the gap in the floor," Lovino snapped. Feliciano sighed and nodded.
"O-okay…" he agreed. Lovino stopped them though when he noticed another blue light floating by the staircase going up.
"Should we talk to that one?" Feliciano asked.
"M-maybe…maybe it can explain more about this place," Lovino said, helping Feliciano over.
"Hello?" Felciano greeted hesitantly.
"…If you die here, you relive the pain you felt when you died. Over….and over….and over….and over again….For eternity. There is no end….Oooaooahhh! The pain! Why? Why did I have to die like that!?" the spirit wailed before disappearing.
"What the fuck?" Lovino muttered. Feliciano tried not to think of his friends ending up like that. He didn't want them to die! Especially if they had to relive it forever.
"Hey! Calm down! Everything's alright, okay?" Lovino said, shaking Feliciano's shoulder. Feliciano took a deep breath and nodded.
"Y-yeah…you're right, Lovino. Like always, heh," Felciano said with a small smile. They walked back downstairs and stopped outside the classroom. Lovino peered inside and, when he saw it was empty, they entered the room. Feliciano noticed a pile of papers on the teacher's desk as they got closer. He was quite sure they hadn't been there before.
Feliciano looked the papers over and grimaced. The paper on top seemed to be a picture drawn by a child. It depicted several children running, being chased by one holding what looked like scissors.
"How creepy…" he muttered. Lovino tugged his shirt to make him keep walking. The two left the classroom and entered the second half of the hallway. Feliciano looked around as Lovino led him along. The school so far had very Victorian architecture – what was left of it anyway – so he assumed it must have been a very old school. There were still notices posted on the peeling, faded, walls. Most seemed to be something along the lines of "No running in the halls" or were torn up.
Lovino led them up to a door and pushed it open.
"L-Lovino…I have a bad feeling…." Feliciano said. Lovino merely grunted and walked in anyway. The classroom had barely any floor left. However, another skeleton was lying on a section that still seemed stable. The brothers approached it and Feliciano paled. On the floor, seemingly scratched in by someone's nails, was a message.
"'Whatever you do…do NOT read the newspaper'," Lovino read.
"A-alright, let's take its advice and just leave!" Feliciano urged, trying in vain to tug his brother towards the door.
"No, now I'm curious. Aren't you?" Lovino said, leading his brother over to the newspaper lying nearby on the floor. He scooped it up and began to read it aloud.
"Sunnyside Post. Breaking News: Serial kidnapping ends in murder. Sunnyside Middle School received shocking news today, as the gory details behind the disappearances of the missing children are revealed. This past month, authorities have been investigating the case of the missing children. Investigators have now found the children, though the results were more horrifying than anyone could have anticipated. The bodies of the missing children were found inside Sunnyside Middle School's basement on October 15th, at 7:00 pm. A teacher from the school was found with them. He was alive, but in a near catatonic state and was holding a pair of bloody scissors. The corpses appeared to have their tongues s_ed and re_ique mutilations too gro_g to describe…." Lovino paused and groaned. "The rest of it is too torn up to read."
"H-how horrible!" Feliciano exclaimed, tears running down his cheeks. "Those poor children."
"Y-yeah….I feel sick just thinking about it," Lovino said, dropping the paper.
SLAM!
"Huh!?"
Feliciano and Lovino turned to see the door had shut. They hurried over and tried to open it, but the door wouldn't budge.
"No! No! No! Please open!" Felciiano begged, rattling the doorknob in an attempt to open the door.
"Crap!" Lovino swore, kicking it. They moved to the back of the classroom, but there was no other door.
"I knew it! Lovino you shouldn't have read that paper! The skeleton told you not tooooooo!" Feliciano cried.
"S-shut up! Like you weren't curious too!" Lovino snapped. Feliciano shook his head, wiping at the tears.
"I t-t-told you to leave! Now w-w-were s-s-stuck here!" he sniffled. Lovino could hear a second set of sobs start up. He looked over his shoulder to see a minute trembling from the skeleton. He shivered.
"I-I-I told you I h-had a b-b-bad feeling," Feliciano whimpered. Lovino went back to the door and banged on it. Suddenly the door swung open. Lovino blinked in surprise; he hadn't actually expected that to do anything. Lovino grabbed Feliciano's arm and pulled him out.
"Lovi? Ow!" Feliciano yelped, feeling his ankle buckle.
"Fratello! Crap, sorry," Lovino said, looking a bit guilty. Feliciano shook his head.
"It's fine…I just need to rest for a little bit," he said, giving a pained smile.
"Don't worry…we'll find a place, okay? Then you can rest," Lovino assured him. Feliciano nodded and they headed down the hallway.
"Uhhhh…..Crap! No….I'm sure it's….Damn it!" Lovino cursed, patting himself over.
"Lovi? What's wrong?" Feliciano asked, brows furrowing in concern.
"I…I think I dropped that stupid piece of paper! From the doll," Lovino replied, grimacing.
"Oh….um…we can look for it later. It's not like we've been too many places, right? I'm sure we'll find it," Feliciano said reassuringly. Lovino nodded.
"Yeah…besides, your ankle needs to rest, and that's more important than a stupid piece of paper," Lovino replied. Feliciano gave a hum of agreement and they continued walking.
They passed another door that was surrounded by holes and headed right down another hallway. As the two carried on, the sound of buzzing flies reached their ears. Then the stench hit. Feliciano and Lovino gasped and clapped their hands over their noses and mouths. Given that it was the only way to go, they continued.
Feliciano shrieked as they turned the corner and found the cause of the horrid smell.
"It….It looks like…chunks of meat…." Lovino gasped. Feliciano gagged and turned his head away. It was certainly NOT animal. No. The bits of clothing clearly showed it had once been human.
"C-come on…we have to keep going. Try not to think about it, Feli," Lovino said. Feliciano nodded and they hurried past the massacre. Lovino spotted a door labeled 'Infirmary' and led Feliciano over. He tried the door but it was locked. Lovino swore loudly in rapid Italian.
"It's fine, Lovi. We'll find somewhere else. Look, there's stairs over there, so let's keep going," Feliciano told his brother. Lovino grumbled and they headed upstairs.
They spotted yet another corpse, though this one had some papers lying beside it. Feliciano picked them up as Lovino inspected the body.
"It says 'Everyone, let's meet by the entrance after school!' and is signed by someone named Emily," Feliciano said.
"Then this must be Emily," Lovino said, gesturing towards the uniform the corpse was wearing, and the strands of long hair surrounding it. They looked up to see a huge hole in the ceiling, bits of torn clothing hanging from it. "She must have…fallen through."
"But she has shattered ribs…it doesn't look like the fall killed her. Someone else killed her…" Feliciano replied sadly. Lovino closed his eyes momentarily before turning them and leading them away. Feliciano spotted a note on the wall as they walked.
"Admit it. You hate your friends. Eventually, you'll kill them all."
Feliciano shivered. A little further down was another note.
"I told everyone….that I would go with them…So why….why was I left behind? It hurts….hurts so much…"
They headed up a narrow hallway.
"If you wish to leave…you have to listen to the victims….It hurts…..it hurts so much…." a spirit called after them. Lovino and Feliciano glanced at the little blue light as they passed, but they didn't stop.
They came to a split in the hallway. Quite a few doors lined the walls on across from them. A corpse was crumpled against a wall, a paper clutched in one boney hand. Lovino walked over and took the paper.
"'My head…It's splitting! I can't take it! Can't take it! CaN't TaKe It! Back when we found Michael's body I saw a black shadow…It's AlL My FaUlT! I didn't tell them and now they're all dead! It killed them! I'm sorry! I'm so so-' and the rest is covered in…dried blood," Lovino explained.
"The body is so small. Maybe it's a middle schooler? The head is…cracked open…" Feliciano said, turning away from the body. Lovino pulled him away and they continued on.
A set of double doors they passed was nailed shut, so they didn't bother approaching them. The second door they came across ended up being fake. Lovino, however, spotted an open door and they entered the classroom. This one had a large gap crossing the entire room from one side to the other.
"Hey…there's something over there," Feliciano said, pointing to something shining on the ground. They walked over, but when they got close, it disappeared.
"What the fucking hell?" Lovino complained.
"It's over there," Feliciano said, pointing across the gap. They left the room and entered from the second door. Once again, when they approached the object, it disappeared.
"It's back over there!" Lovino snapped.
"Hey, what if I stand over there, and you stand here? Maybe we'll get it that way," Feliciano suggested.
"Huh…good idea," Lovino agreed. Feliciano limped out of the room and back down to the other side. When he got close to the object it stayed this time and he picked it up.
"So, what is it?" Lovino asked.
"A key!" Feliciano replied with a grin. Lovino left and returned on Feliciano's side.
"Great. Does it say what room it's for?" he asked. Feliciano lifted the tag that was attached to it.
"Hey! It's the Infirmary key!" Feliciano exclaimed happily. Lovino grinned.
"Excellent! Let's go. There's sure to be something in there you can rest on," he replied. Their spirits momentarily lifted, the brothers left the classroom and made their way back to the Infirmary. Lovino paused and looked a little guilty.
"Sorry…We need to find a bathroom first. I suddenly have to go," he said, looking embarrassed. Feliciano smiled kindly.
"That's okay, fratello. I can rest after you go," he replied. They passed the Infirmary, and the massacre, and up to where the other stairs were.
"There might be a bathroom up there. There haven't been any anywhere else," Feliciano said. Lovino looked around and spotted some more wide planks of wood. He picked them up and placed them across the gap. They both walked across and headed upstairs.
The two were happy to see, once they passed the corpse and turned the corner, that this area was indeed where the bathrooms were. Lovino and Feliciano headed into the boy's bathroom. The sinks all seemed to be clogged or broken, and the urinals were filled with…they didn't really want to know what. Lovino began trying the stalls but they were either locked or broken. They left the boy's bathroom and rounded the corner to go into the girl's bathroom.
Like the boy's bathroom, the girl's bathroom's sinks were either clogged or broken. They tried the stalls, which seemed to all have broken toilets. Until they reached the second to last stall. It opened easily and had a fairly clean toilet.
"I guess I'll use this one then. Wait outside for me. I'll be quick," Lovino said. Feliciano hesitated, then nodded. He wouldn't go far in case something happened and Lovino needed him. Feliciano left the bathroom and looked down at the bucket beside the door. He approached it and peered inside. Immediately he regretted his curiosity and reeled back with a squeal of disgust.
"Maggots! And rotting meat….Ugh!" Feliciano exclaimed, trying to not puke.
"Alfred!" came a faint shout. Feliciano jumped in surprise and looked around. The floor they were on was completely empty except for him and Lovino. But, that had sounded like….
"Mathew?" Feliciano muttered, wondering where the blonde Canadian was. But he didn't have time to think on it – Lovino had been in the bathroom for a while. Feliciano limped into the bathroom.
"Lovi?" he called.
"Yeah, yeah, don't rush me, stupid! I'm coming!" Lovino shouted back. Feliciano sighed in relief. The stall door opened and Lovino approached him.
"Alright, let's go to the Infirmary so you can rest," he said.
"Right," Feliciano agreed. As they left, he spoke up, "I heard Mathew's voice earlier."
"Who?" Lovino asked.
"Alfred's younger cousin," Feliciano replied.
"Oh, yeah. Did you see him?" Lovino inquired.
"No. It was very faint and I didn't want to go searching and leave you alone," Feliciano explained. Lovino hmphed an acknowledgement and they headed downstairs. They went back to the Infirmary and Lovino unlocked the door.
Compared to the other rooms they had been in, the Infirmary had the fewest holes in the floor and little debris. Lovino led Feliciano over to the beds in the corner of the room and Felciano gratefully sat down.
"The sheets seem to be mostly clean. I'm going to look for something to bind your ankle with," Lovino explained.
"Thanks, Lovi," Feliciano said, scooting over to the bed against the wall. It made him feels safer, for some reason.
Lovino walked over to some cabinets. He opened the doors and looked inside. There were numerous bottles of medicine inside. And luckily at the bottom, Lovino noticed some bandages and pieces of broken wood. He returned to Feliciano's side and began tending to his ankle.
"Thank you, Lovi. I really appreciate it," Feliciano said with a smile.
"Well, you're my brother. I can't just let your stupid self wander around this place with a sprained ankle. Who knows what kind of trouble we'd get into because of it," Lovino grumbled. Feliciano giggled.
"There, done," Lovino announced, sitting on the other bed.
"Yay! Now I'll be able to walk on my own," Feliciano said with a grin. He yawned and lay down. Lovino yawned as well, then frowned.
"Lovi, we should get some sleep while we're here," Feliciano suggested.
"Yeah, alright. Might as well," Lovino agreed. Things were quiet for a moment.
"Feli?"
"Yes, Lovi?"
"If we find the others…are you going to be all over that stupid potato bastard?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean! You're always practically glued to him!"
"Hehe, I guess….but you can't tell me you won't be just as happy to see Antonio."
"Hmph."
Feliciano rolled over to face his brother.
"Why are you unhappy?" he asked.
"Because," Lovino grumped.
"Because why?" Feliciano prodded. Lovino sighed and looked away.
"You won't spend as much time with me if you constantly cling to that bastard."
Feliciano's eyes opened in surprise. He smiled and wrapped his arms around his brother.
"You're silly, Lovi. You'll always be my brother, and I'll always love you. You don't have to worry about me ignoring you," Feliciano said. Lovino grumbled but accepted the hug.
"You better not ignore me," he muttered. Feliciano laughed.
"I promise," he said.
"ALLLLLLFREEEEEEEEEEEEED! Where are you?"
"That was Mathew!" Feliciano exclaimed, sitting up. Lovino rolled over and got up.
"I'll go look for him. You stay here and rest," he told Feliciano sternly.
"Are you sure?" Feliciano asked.
"Yes," Lovino said, and left the Infirmary. Feliciano waited on the bed, staring up at the cracked plaster ceiling.
'I hope the others are okay…I'm sure Germany is fine. He's really tough and scary. I'm sure he'd scare of the ghosts, instead of the other way around….Same with Russia. But….what about Alfred? He's afraid of scary movies…Arthur's used to strange things…Hmmm,' Feliciano thought. He sighed and got off the bed. Lovino had been gone a while. Feliciano walked over to the door and froze. The door was covered in long black hair, effectively sealing it shut.
"What in the world?" he muttered. Feliciano tried pulling the hair off, but it was completely stuck there. A giggle echoed around the room and Feliciano gasped in pain.
"My…my head! Ow! It hurts!" he exclaimed, pressing his hands to his head. Feliciano moved away from the door and walked across the room. The sound of a pen scratching against paper reached his ears. Feliciano followed the sound over to a desk where he saw an open journal. As he approached and intense sense of dread caused him to stop and backtrack.
"Peter….are you here to play?" echoed a female voice. Slowly a shadow appeared in the chair at the desk. It stood and Feliciano screamed. He ran to the door and clawed at the hair – but it was no use. Feliciano looked around. There had to be a way to get this hair off!
The shadow approached slowly and Feliciano darted around it. He began frantically searching the cabinets for something – anything - that could help. Eventually he found a bottle of rubbing alcohol.
"Oh! This…I could set the hair on fire! I just need something to make a flame with!" he told himself. Feliciano spotted a box of matches and scooped it up. He turned and shrieked. The shadow was right behind him. It reached out and Feliciano barely dodged it. He sprinted to the door and tossed the alcohol over the hair and struck a match. Feliciano flung the lit match onto the hair and it went up in flames.
The stench of burning hair filled his nostrils, but Feliciano ignored it and burst through the door. Once he escaped the room he doubled over and retched. He opened his eyes and saw spatters of blood on the floor. Had he…vomited blood? Feliciano paled.
"Feliciano!"
Feliciano looked up to see his brother rushing over to him.
"Feliciano, what's wrong!?" Lovino demanded.
"Lovi…" Feliciano sighed. "I'm fine. Fine….Did you fine Mathew?"
"No. Shouldn't you still be lying down?" Lovino asked. Feliciano shook his head.
"I was attacked! There was a scary black shadow! I nearly died. I was trapped in there with that thing!" he exclaimed, tears appearing in his eyes. Lovino touched his shoulder.
"But you're alright. You made it out. Let's just avoid that room from now on. Let's go," he said.
"Where? Where could we possibly go? There's nowhere else!" Feliciano cried.
"Feli?" Lovino asked.
"We've been everywhere! We're going to be stuck here forever! We're going to die some horrible death and repeat it over and over and it will never stop!" Feliciano snapped.
"Feli, calm down! We can't come up with a plan if you're like this," Lovino said, grabbing Feliciano's shoulders. Feliciano panted and sniffled.
"No…It's hopeless! There's no point in coming up with a plan! Didn't you hear those spirits? Who knows how long they've been here and they never found a way out!" he shouted. "I'm so tired! I can't stand it anymore!"
"Hey! You think you're the only one who's tired? Idiot! I'm tired too!" Lovino retorted. "I don't want to be here either!"
"How can you be so calm then? Or are you just glad we've been separated from everyone!? You always hated everyone!" Feliciano bawled. Lovino looked as though he'd been slapped.
"You…think I'm happy about this? That's what you really think?" he asked. Feliciano didn't respond. He couldn't believe he had said that. It wasn't true. Feliciano knew Lovino didn't think that way…so why had he said it? He had to apologize.
"Lovi…I'm so-" something caught in his throat, cutting off his apology.
"I know…you didn't mean it. I'm sorry too, fratello. Maybe…it's best to split up for a little bit, so we both cool down, yeah?" Lovino replied with a not-so-reassuring smile. Feliciano could only nod and watch as his brother walked away.
Lovino stood in one of the many hallways, looking down at the floor.
"Feli…we shouldn't have split up. This was a stupid idea," he muttered to himself. A sound caught Lovino's attention and he looked around. It came again and he recognized it as a voice. Someone was calling to him.
Feliciano ran. Where to, he wasn't exactly sure. His head hurt. It felt like there was something in his head, putting pressure on his brain.
"Lovi….Lovi…" Feliciano panted. "I'm sorry!"
When he finally came to a stop, he realized he was on the third floor, outside the bathrooms. A loud thunk and creaking noise sent a shiver up his spine. That sound hadn't been there before. Feliciano followed the noise into the girl's bathroom and over to the next to last stall. With dread swirling in his stomach, he pushed open the door.
"LOVINO!"
Lovino was hanging above the toilet, a rope around his neck. His hazel eyes were rolled back in his head, mouth dropped open.
"Lovino! NO! NO! Please….No! You can't! Why!?" Feliciano screamed.
"Gghhhaa….aggckkk…."
Feliciano gasped. Lovino was still alive!
"I….I'll help! Just wait a second! Please!" Feliciano exclaimed. He rushed forward and attempted to lift Lovino up.
"Hgggack!"
Feliciano stopped trying. He needed to find something for his brother to stand on. Feliciano darted outside the bathroom and picked up the bucket. The contents spilled out onto him but he ignored it and rushed back into the bathroom.
"Fratello! Here, stand on -"
The bucket clattered to the floor.
"Lo..vi…no? N-no…No! NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO!" Feliciano screamed, backing away from the stall. Lovino's lifeless body swung limply back and forth.
"UUUUUUUUUUWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Feliciano dropped to his knees. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"