"Jasmine," he put his hand on her shoulder, attempting to console her during a slight panic attack that the Amazon Women was having, "I don't know how to do this, but I see it on reality shows… but, you need to calm down. We can't go risking like, our pretty faces without backup trying to find her! If you saw blood, then this is pretty damn risky and we shouldn't keep them out of the loop! Feeling me."
Jasmine panted loudly. "B-but, Samey!"
"It's okay!" Topher replied. "If this is what I think it is, she's probably being used as bait to lure us down to the location."
However, she wasn't exactly happy with his response. "How can ya' say that, mate? Stop acting the goat already and pull your head in! The girl could be in serious danger, and you're talking about 'er like that?"
Topher slightly panicked, trying to fix this mess he brought upon himself. "I mean, she could be in huge danger, and the others need to know."
"Can't ya' just text 'em?" Jasmine folded her arms, giving him a cold look.
He shook his head. "No signal." He turned around, and began walking. "Come on, Jas, let's go tell them."
As the two walked off, a few moments later, Shawn ran down the stairs, and was shocked when he was met with no Jasmine. "Jas? Jas? Where did you go? I got it ready!" He looked around after hearing a loud thud, and before he could scream, a bag was shoved over his head, and he was hung upside down.
"Help!" He tried to scream but his voice was muffled. "I know your plans for the apocalypse! You can't silence me!" He spoke again, muffled, but the masked figure slammed his head into the stair railings while walking off, knocking him unconscious.
Sky sat down on the couch, leaning back after taking a sip of the water. "I wonder where the other four are…" She sighed. "I thought we were going to watch a movie."
"Yeah, I fully agree with her." Dave smiled, attempting to impress his crush.
"Riiight." Sky replied nervously.
Scarlett shrugged, and Rodney held out a glass for her, attempting to act gentlemanly in front of her. "Would my lady like some champagne?"
Scarlett dismissed his flirtation. "Champagne is usually 12% alcohol per 150mL, and under aged drinking, and drinking in general has many negative side effects. Under the influence of alcohol, a large killer in the modern world is driving while intoxicated, which kills thousands annually, according to estimates. Alcohol poisoning is also a huge danger to worry about…"
Rodney nodded. "Oh, right, yeah…" He replied. "What about some… wine?"
"That's still an alcoholic beverage." She replied firmly, with no emotion.
"Sorry!" Rodney smiled. "Water? Uh, sparkling water?"
"Sure." Scarlett replied, happy with anything that would get him away from her. "Carbonated water, also known as soda water and sparkling water, is when water goes through carbonation, making it become effervescent. I would go into more detail, but I'm unaware if you're able to comprehend it."
Rodney had walked off, and Scarlett smiled, satisfied.
"Well, that was pretty weird." Dave attempted to break the silence. "Right, Sky?"
Sky nodded her head, and looked over to Dave. "Look, Dave, you're acting quite… peculiar… all of a sudden. Is there something you want, or would like to tell me?"
"No… no…" He chuckled nervously, trying to dismiss her claims. "There's nothing."
"You're tone suggests otherwise." Sky smirked. "Are you… crushing on me?"
Dave's cheeks instantly turned rose red. "Well… I, uh…"
"Come on, be honest." Sky chuckled, nudging him on the shoulder, while Scarlett observed the two, while being disinterested in romance at the time. "I won't tell anyone, promise. Just, tell me."
"I…" Dave struggled to get the words out of his mouth, but their attention was all pointed to Jasmine and Topher loudly entering the room. "What's going on?"
Scarlett smiled with a response. "Fear envelopes you two."
"What?" Sky raised an eyebrow, and looked over. "Yeah, you two seem pretty scared. What's going on?"
Jasmine panted, and attempted to talk, but was in too much shock. "Rodney… is… is he a victim too?"
"He left to get some water." Scarlett replied, slightly angry with her tone.
Jasmine's face was in a state of shock and fear. "He's… he's in trouble! We've got to get him. Where's Shawn, too?"
"What exactly is going on?" Sky attempted to get answers. "We need to know what's making you so jumpy."
"Yeah." Dave added. "You've never been like this… since… never mind."
"Dave." Sky gave him a scolding look, and he nodded his head.
Topher straightened his hair with his fingers, and looked at the three. "What Jasmine is trying to say… is that Samey screamed, and then when she checked the bathroom, there was only blood left… and now she's worried!"
She nodded, and Scarlett rubbed her chin. "Either a practical joke, or potential murder. But even then, Samey's innocent personality wouldn't be so keen on frightening her peers from my observations."
"Which means, we need to find her!" Sky added. "Rodney too."
"Survival of the fittest." Scarlett detested, standing. "Unlike the rest of you, I'm not exactly keen on standing around while there's a potential murderer inside the building. If we all split up to find Rodney and Samey, we'd be at risk. You guys can delve into the investigation business, but I prefer to leave it to the professionals."
Scarlett turned around, and pulled the keys out of Topher's pocket while making her exit, looking back at them. "If you're intelligent enough to stay out of potential danger, follow me."
Topher slowly walked back, attempting to follow Scarlett, but Jasmine pulled tightly onto his arm. "Uh-uh. You're staying here. Don't be a stick in the mud like Scar."
"It's called self-awareness." Scarlett muttered while walking off.
"Wait!" A country voice called out, and everyone turned their attention to Rodney. "Scarlett! I'm coming with you!" He accidentally dropped the soda water, and ran over to her. "Ladies, come."
"Knowing the genre," Scarlett began, "and the statistics of horror movies mimicked in real life, it would be quite intelligent to have a human shield awaiting me."
The two eventually walked off, leaving four people inside the house. "Great." Jasmine kicked the matt below her.
"Scarlett raises a point." Dave stood up. "We need to leave the house, stick together, and alert the authorities! It's incredibly stupid to stay inside such a dangerous house… full of bacteria, rats… germs…"
Dave began hyperventilating, looking around at all of the cobwebs and dust stains. "Dave!" Sky rested her arms on his shoulders. "Breathe. Come on, you can do this. Be a man!"
Sooner or later, Dave's panic attack ended, and smiled at Sky. "Thank you… again… thank you!"
"Calm." Sky spoke soothingly."
"Well, that did sound like a great idea ten minutes ago." Topher pulled out his phone, showing it to the others. "But, no bars!"
"You're kidding me!" Dave punched a wall, and wiped off the grime. He then pulled out his phone to make sure. "Crap. No signal either! You're telling me I'm locked in the house with a killer and potential diseases?"
Jasmine nodded. "Yup, but seriously guys… we can't be losers. If someone's really stalking us in here, they wouldn't let us escape. That's why I think Scarlett's idea is bogus anyway. We've already lost a friend last year, and whether someone murdered Amy or not, it's still a tragic thing. Samey still feels guilty… and she needs us. We're not going to let her down. Even if she is…" Jasmine looked down, wiping a tear, "we can't say we didn't try. Are you all with me?"
Dave, Sky and Topher all looked nervous at first, but eventually nodded. "Yeah." Sky replied, in agreement. "But how are we going to protect ourselves?"
"There's some weapons in the basement." Topher said. "Not the strongest, but, they'll do."
"Alright." Jasmine smiled. "We've got this. We should split into pairs, right? And we need to find Shawn… like, really…"
Topher nodded. "Duh! Also, which pair will check the basement, and which will arm up around the house?"
WARNING. THERE WILL BE ANOTHER CHOICE FURTHER IN THIS CHAPTER. YOU MUST FORMAT YOUR VOTE IN THE LINES OF:
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Option A – Jasmine and Topher check the basement, Dave and Sky check around the cabin.
Option B – Dave and Sky check the basement, Jasmine and Topher check around the cabin.
Outside of the cabin, the two redheads exited the door, and Rodney wasn't reacting well after being exposed to the chattering coldness. "Brr…" His teeth chattered, as snow attacked him fiercely. "It's freezing and too dark to see…"
Scarlett was about to make another intelligent response. "Dark is simply the absence of light, so, if we added light, we would be able to see."
"Right…" Rodney blushed. "You're just… so… smart! Like, honestly… I wish I was as smart as you."
"That's impossible." Scarlett smirked, walking over to the car while pulling down her sweater sleeves to help keep her body warm. "Let's see…"
Unlocking the car door, she entered the driver's seat, and turned on the engine. "Here we go." As Rodney was walking up, Scarlett spoke to him. "You've got to stay out of the car for a bit."
"Alright?" He smiled, following her orders. "Scarlett, when did you learn to drive?"
"None of your concern." She spoke in a grumpy tone, as if she were hiding something serious. "Just refrain from speaking."
She attempted to drive, but noticed that it wasn't moving very well in the snow. "Rodney, check the tires. Are they pumped?"
Rodney looked down. "Huh? They're slashed!"
"Great." Scarlett muttered. "We'll have to change them."
Hopping out the car, Scarlett walked over to Rodney, attempting to use and manipulate him due to his passionate and sporadic love for her. "Please change the tires for me. There must be someone out here…"
Rodney nodded. "Anything for you."
Scarlett pointed the button at the garage door, causing it to open. Rodney was in there for a few moments, digging through things, and walked out, holding four wheels and a tool box in his hands. "You've got some incredible arm strength." Scarlett complimented him. "What do you do to keep them so… oh. That sounds very unpleasant."
"No." Rodney blushed, after walking up to her. "It's not what you think… its well…"
"Well?" Scarlett was demanding a quick reply.
"It's… ARGH!" Rodney muttered, and Scarlett noticed a red splash on her jumper. "Save… yourself…"
Blood was spat out of the farmboy's mouth, as Scarlett came to sudden realization of what was going on. In front of her, a large tire iron impaled him, nearly able to stab herself too with how deep the wound is. Major arteries were cut as the tire iron was pulled out, as blood spat out, stopped momentarily, and spat out again, generating a large pool of blood, and tainting Scarlett.
As the corpse fell to the ground, Scarlett looked up. There it was. It was terrifying, despite how cheesy it was. The figure was large, wearing a jumpsuit, and holding a bloody tire iron in his hand. It wore a dirty clown mask with sharp teeth, coated in blood.
Scarlett's eyes twitched in horror, and it felt like she was going to regurgitate her insides, and she'd never feared something as much as this in her life. Her heart was pounding faster than the speed of light, as if it were to push out of her chest, and her fingers twitched with her. Her skin felt colder than the blizzard going on, and was met with a chilling voice.
"Welcome to the end of your life, Scarlett." Flicking the fresh blood off the tire iron, the masked figure grunted loudly as he swang his tire iron viciously at Scarlett.
Luckily, her reflexes were heightened, as the adrenaline rushed throughout her otherwise freezing body. "Prepare for yours!" After ducking the hit which got the iron stuck in a tall tree, her black loafers was kicked forcefully into the killer's crotch, buying her some time.
As she turned around to run, her skirt ripped and she found herself face planting into the cold snow, and she spat it out. Rolling onto her back to get a sight of what was going on, she pushed herself back across the snow, dodging a large stab, as the tire iron dug deep into the ground.
"Prepare for yours, asshole!" Scarlett roared back at him, kicking his tire iron, causing him to let go of it, threw snow in his eyes, picked it up, and held it tightly. "You're going to regret every move you make."
As he was stunned, Scarlett deemed it appropriate to go for a stab through the head, as he was likely wearing armour. Before it penetrated his head and caused a bloody mess, he grabbed it and stopped it right before it impaled him, and slammed her across the head with the other end, knocking her back down.
Blood poured from the gash in her head, as Scarlett struggled to fight the pain which just kicked in, ending her adrenaline rush. She could barely keep herself from blacking out, and had to make a move before it meant death for her.
"Bye bye." The killer raised the tire iron, but felt an immense pain in his head, and was knocked back by a large force. A rock caused a large cut in his head, and Scarlett grinned.
She found the time to get up, and make a run for it. But what would she do?
Option A – Try to use the car as a method of escape, despite the flat tires.
Option B – Make a run and attempt to hide out in the garage.
Once again, thanks for reading. Don't forget to follow the methods up in the first action before. Stay tuned. Are Shawn and Samey still alive? Will they ever be found? And will Scarlett survive until dawn arrives?
