Because I don't want to rush through anything, some chapters may be longer than the others. I also had to do some research to get all my facts right.
Alana's P.O.V
Despite being around three people that I don't like I have to admit I was having a lot of fun. The cabin was a descent size, with four bedrooms, a living room with a fireplace, a small kitchen and a bathroom. Sarah and Mitch decided to share the biggest room while the rest of us got our own rooms. My room was average size, with a twin sized bed, a book case, a desk and a mirror. I don't know what the other rooms looked like but Zane did complain about a gross picture that hung on his wall. I didn't go into the room myself but David did end up helping Zane deal with the picture.
Anyways, we had arrived at the cabin a couple hours ago. Shortly after picking our rooms and getting settled in, everyone decide to go swimming. I was wearing a one piece bathing suit that started out as blue but slowly transitioned to green when it got lower. Sarah was wearing a purple bikini and the three boys wore typical swim trunks. Needless to say the water was really cold but being early spring may have had something to do with it. Despite that I have to admit that I had fun swimming but I did get out once Mitch starting bulling Zane by trying to drown him.
Now, after a few hours, the sun had started to set. The five of us had long ago changed out of our bathing suits and were now sitting in the main room in the cabin. Zane and Mitch had changed back into their clothes from before but David, Sarah and I were dressed in pajamas. David was wearing simple brown pajama pants and a dirty grey t-shirt. I was wearing blue kitten pajama pants and a white shirt with a kitten in the middle and long, blue sleeves. Sarah was wearing a spaghetti strap, yellow night dress.
Sarah was snuggling up against Mitch on the couch. She was idiotically giggling and pushing her fingers through Mitch's hair as the guy had an arm wrapped around her shoulders. I was sitting on the chair closest to the kitchen area and David was sitting beside me on the arm of the chair. Zane was sitting on the other chair and talking something about the science of how beer and fires were made. At least I think he was since I wasn't paying much attention to what he was saying. We were all sitting around the fire, enjoying the drinks we found in the fridge. Or at least everyone else was enjoying those drinks; I was drinking hot chocolate.
"So, what do you think that guy meant when he said getting back would be our concern?" I asked and took a sip of my hot chocolate. Mmm, it had just the right amount of chocolate and wasn't too hot that it burned my throat on the way down.
"Who the hell cares? He was a creepy old fucker and called my babe a whore." Mitch scoffed before giving Sarah a kiss, which she returned eagerly. I frowned at the memory and watched the couple for a moment.
Sarah was a lot of things but a whore wasn't one of them. Or at least I don't think she is a whore. Sarah was a year older than I am and is actually currently dating Mitch. She may be a little too into herself and a little shallow, but I don't think Sarah would ever cheat on her boyfriend. She also may talk about boys she finds cute but I don't think she'd seriously sleep with them, not with the personality Mitch has. Since I've only seen Mitch a few times, I can only go by what David tells me and I've been told that Mitch can become easily jealous and possessive.
"Not only was he creepy, but gross as well. I bet all his teeth are starting to rot out. Did you notice all that chewing Tabaco he was chewing? Almost spit that disgusting gunk on my new shoes." Zane complained, before starting a rant on how tobacco was made and why it was bad for you. I stopped listening to him after that but I'm sure I heard Mitch tell him to shut up and call him an egghead.
"I am not an egghead. An egghead is actually…." Zane started another rant about a useless fact no one cared about. I tried to ignore him like always but his voice buzzing in my ear made me want to punch him.
"So," David cut off Zane's rant, much to the appreciation to the rest of us I'm sure, "does anyone have any idea how to liven up this party? Not that this isn't already fun or anything but it seems a little dead." His voice slightly slurred, obviously do to the amount of beer he was drinking. Putting down my hot chocolate, I grabbed David's beer and took it away from him.
"I think you had enough beer, David. You don't want a repeat of last time, do you?" I asked, holding the beer away from him with an innocent smile. My friend pouted and crossed his arms but shuddered, obviously remembering the last time he had gotten drunk.
"How much of a pussy virgin can you actually be? Let my cousin do what he wants, bitch." I glared at Mitch as he insulted me. I wonder if he'd stoop so low to hit a girl because I sure wanted to do more than just hit him.
"Why don't you go find a nice thick stick and fuck yourself with it, Mitch. There is nothing wrong with being a virgin nor is there anything wrong with being concerned for my friends. Everyone besides you is technically below legal drinking age anyways." I reminded with a snarl. For the next few minutes the room was silent and I could see the anger on Mitch's face as he tried to come up with an intelligent reply.
"You know, technically a bitch is just a female dog. If Alana is a bitch then what does that make you, Mitch?"
I think that's the first time Zane has ever made me laugh. It is also one of the few times he's said something that didn't make me want to hurt him. Seeing him defend me kind of made me feel guilty for hating him for his know-it-all nature so much. What he did was actually very sweet and I pitied him for what Mitch would be doing to him later on.
"Why you little." Mitch hissed and jumped up from the couch. Or at least he would have if Sarah still didn't have a hold of him.
"Mitch, leave the little nerd alone and pay attention to me instead. I want to have some fun." She whined, wrapping her arms around his neck. I rolled my eyes and looked back at David, who had somehow gotten back the beer I had taken from him.
"So, any ideas on what you want to do? I'd like to explore the cabin a bit more myself; this place seems so old that who knows what we'd find." I said as I once again pulled the beer bottle from his hand. David pouted again but it was seriously for the best if he stopped drinking especially after what happened last time he drank too much.
Whoosh-Bang!
Sarah screamed while the rest of us jumped out of our seats. If it was a different situation I think I would be laughing my ass off as David jumped off the chair arm only land on the wooden floor. At one corner of the room a large wooden board was sticking up, revealing a dark hole where the board had been a moment ago. It didn't take long at all to realize that the board was actually a trap door and the dark hole led into a cellar. The only question I had, and I'm sure the others were thinking as well, was how the trap door swung open like that. There was no way the wind could be responsible and everyone was sitting so a loose floorboard couldn't have triggered it.
"Well, I did say I wanted to explore the cabin. Does anyone else want to check out what's inside the cellar?" I asked, breaking the silence as I walked over to the cellar opening. Getting down onto my knees, I poked my head in the hole only to see darkness.
"I don't know, guys. Do you think it's OK to be snooping around things that don't belong to us? Besides, with a cabin this old I doubt there'd be any electricity down there." Zane's nervous voice replied. Pulling my body away from the hole I rolled my eyes and turned to look at the know-it-all.
"Nah, our uncle won't mind. Just try not to break or steal anything." David replied, shrugging his shoulders as he came to stand next to me. I jumped back onto my feet and brushed the dust off my pajama pants before I once again noticed the beer bottle in his hand.
"Seriously, David, if you don't stop drinking I'm going to videotape you drunk and post the results on Youtube." I threatened before walking past him and towards the hall where all the bedrooms were. "I'll go get my flashlight just in case there really isn't electricity down there."
Five minutes later
There were so many weird things in the cellar. There were things like a wedding dress, a unicorn tapestry, an old drum, white face masks and even a fortune teller booth. There were also things like a music box, a large conch shell, a diary, doctor equipment and a few necklaces. The light from the lantern Mitch found lit up most of the room and my flashlight reached the corners the lantern did not. Unless David's uncle was some kind of weird collector, I highly doubted everything down here belonged to him.
"Your uncle sure likes to collect a lot of weird things, David." I commented as I looked at a bottle called Vampire Breath. I felt compelled to pick it up and open it but I forced myself to walk away instead.
"Like hell this all belongs to our uncle. Some of this stuff is much too girly and weird for someone like him. I bet they belonged to the previous owner and our uncle was unaware of the cellar." Mitch spoke up and I turned around to see him looking at a jar of substance I couldn't make out. I had to agree with him that most of the things were really weird but ignored the girly comment.
"There's a lot of kid stuff down here too." Sarah added and I turned in her direction, seeing she was standing around some toys. There was a doll house, a rocking horse and even some stuffed animals, which she seemed to be staring at in a trance like way.
"I think some of this stuff might be Halloween decorations. A lot of this stuff also looks really old so it's possible it can be an antics collection." Zane's voice soon followed. That seemed pretty logical to me and I felt a shiver go down my spine as I caught him looking at a snake skin.
I turned my back on the others and continued to look at the objects myself. I felt another cold shiver make its way down my spine as I spotted more of the objects. I had a bad feeling that something was horribly wrong and that we shouldn't be down here. However, I couldn't figure out why I was feeling this way and I continued to look at the random objects. In the dim light of the lantern and my flashlight, two similar objects caught my eye and, as they did, that bad feeling subsided.
Lying on the wooden table next to a conch shell were two, small and identical masks. They kind of looked like theatre masks yet not like the typical comedy and tragedy masks. Their mouths were red and their left eye had a line through it, ending in what looked like a tear drop. Both masks were about the size of my palms and had full bloomed rose buds around them. Or at least one of them did. The other only had the flowers on two of the sides as a gold ring of keys were attached to the bottom.
"Hey, what do you think these keys are for?" I asked the others, breaking the small silence that had grown around us. Putting my flashlight face up, I picked up the masks for a closer look as the other four came towards me.
"Whatever they are for I doubt they are for the cabin. They kind of look like an old set of prison keys which is really weird. Why would something like this be in a place like this?" Zane asked as he reached out a hand and touched one of the keys. I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to reply but Mitch beat me to it.
"Hey, doofus, half the stuff down here is weird and doesn't look like they belong." He insulted which was followed by a hard thud. I wasn't watching but I can only imagine that Mitch punched him because Zane then yelped out in pain.
For the next few minutes I don't know what came over me. My mind seemed to fuzz and I wasn't completely aware of what I was doing. Before I realized what I was happening, I was looking at the back of one of the masks. Seeing that it had small hooks on the back, I realized they were supposed to attach to a belt or pants rim. I don't know what overcame me but I had the strongest feeling to attach it to my pajama pants. Unlike when I had that urge to open that Vampire Breath, I didn't ignore or fight it this time. I attached the one without the keys to my pajama rim and looked down at it. Huh, I actually kind of liked it.
Third Person P.O.V/ Control room
"We have a winner! It's Kyle Simons, Lisa Winters, Davy Mathew and Cindy Minddle with the sadistic Jokers that take the pot." The old, partially bald, guy as before announced. The control room was filled with the groans of the people that lost their money, a few applauds and the four winners cheering.
"So the new guys get it in their very first year. I have to say I'm actually pretty glad about that. This way we can see what they are made out of and if they are worthy of being used again. It'd be a shame if they'd become part of the unlikelys(1)." The women from before announced, watching with the others as it showed the five young people go back upstairs. Unaware of what she was doing the virgin, who triggered the release, placed the second mask in her pajama pants before she left with the others.
"I guess, but it would have been better with the merman." The younger man from before complained, pouting disappointedly. The others around him simply rolled their eyes and paid his comment little attention as a monitor zoomed in on the cage with the Joker as it moved towards the opening that would let them out.
"Let the fun begin."
(1) That is made up by me. While doing research I came across some very weird monsters that were very unlikely to be picked for the ritual
Hey, this chapter was more of a way to develop the OCs and show how they fit into their roles. I hope I did an OK job ^^. Sorry if I got a little OOC with the three at the bottom -for those who know I am talking about- I will bring Joker back in the next chapter but I don't know if I am going to detail the death of the Whore. I have plans that might make it M rated