Chapter One
November 20
He doesn't know how he ended up here, nor does he know why. But one thing he does know: He has to get out. Soon. The castle is old, weak, scary. Every corridor, every room, ever place, is eerie, creepy, and dark. He only has a lantern, which is constantly running out of oil every 15 minutes or so. He has no idea which way he has to go. He has no idea what monsters lurk in the castle. All he wants to know, is how to get out.
The tall, blonde haired Swedish man carefully tip-toed into the dark room, clutching the lantern in his left hand and keeping hold of the door handle with the right. He carefully walks to the stand in front of the window and grabs a Tinderbox, stuffing it into his pocket for later. He crouches down and throws the boxes out the way before grabbing the hidden bottle of oil and pouring it into his lantern.
He stands up and takes one last look around the room. The only light source being his lantern and a candle on the wall at the back of it. He takes a shaky breath as he makes his way to the other door. He carefully pushes it open, lifting the lantern up lightly to see better. He looks to his right and see's it's a dark corridor.
"I don't trust corridor's." He mumbles softly. He carefully makes his way to the first door to the right and pushes it open. He stops as a growl is heard. His heart stops, the color draining from his face. He quickly spins around and slams the door shut. He waits a moment or two. The sound of the shakles on the monster getting closer. He backs up and waits.
He sighs relief as the sound of the monster gets further and further again. He turns around and shines his lantern on the stand in front of him. He walks to it and picks up a little Golden statue.
"Heh, aren't you cute." He says lightly, smiling. "I think I'll call you...Stephano." He cracks a bigger smile. He clutches the statue tightly and begins to look more around the room.
"Don't grip me so hard!"
He jumps in surprise, dropping the lantern and statue. He backs up against the wall, looking all around the room, heart racing.
"OW. Idiot" The french man cursed.
He looks all around the room. No one in sight. Who's voice is that?
"Down here."
He looks down at the Golden statue. Shaking and breathing heavily, he crouches down and picks it up, spinning it so it's facing him.
"Thanks for that."
"You talk?" The man said, staring at the statue.
"Yes. What, you haven't seen a talking statue before?"
"No..."
"You must have a boring life then."
"How is this even possible?" The Swedish man mumbles.
"I don't know. But what kind of name is Stephano?" The statue narrows his eyes. The man gives a weak smile. "Well, what's your name?"
"Felix."
"Felix what?"
"Felix Kjellberg"
The statue blinks. The man bites his lip, waiting for it to speak.
"How the fuck do you even say that?" The statue says and the man laughs for the first time since he's been stuck here.
"I'm Swedish!" He says smiling. The statue smiles.
"Really? Hm, nice." The statue chuckles. They both gasp as they hear a loud bang. They look at the door, watching as a monster begins to tear it down.
"Run you fool!" Stephano yells. Felix scrambles to his feet and dashes to the door in the back of the room.
"THE LANTERN!" Stephano yells. Felix silently curses before spinning around, grabbing the lantern, and running to the door again. He throws it open just as the monster beats down the other door. He slams the door shut and runs down the corridor. Stephano looks back and see's wood flying.
"Don't. Look. Back." Stephano says. Felix bites his lip and nods. He throws open another door, slams it shut, and runs down the dark steps.
"Can't believe you actually brought me along." Stephano says, chuckling lightly.
"You thought I'd leave you there?" Felix asks, not running, but walking fast.
"Well the last person who was stuck here did." Stephano said frowning. Felix gulped, not bothering to ask what happened to the person.
"Well. You're gonna be coming with me." Felix says and Stephano smiles. "We'll get out of here.
Together"
A/N: My slow ass finally updated LOL. enjoy bros?