TRIGGER WARNING: GORE! I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOU GETTING NIGHTMARES. READ AT OUR OWN RISK.

A play, a play, a play. The words echoed in my mind. She wasn't joking. She was serious.

Dead serious.

I stumbled backwards. The key, the key, the key. I had to find a key?

This will take forever in this big house.

"How will I be able to return home?" I asked them.

"Once the play ends," the blue haired man said.

"You might be able to return home," the butler said from behind me.

I froze. MIGHT?! What's that supposed to mean?! God, these people are so confusing!

Maybe I've had the key all along? The letter? No, that's too easy.

"Where did I drop the key..?" I said to myself. I paced around, the cast of this stupid play watched me patiently.

My head spinning; I was on the brink of insanity. Thanks, guys. Thanks a whole bunch for making me like this.

Jerks.

"The key to a happy ending?" I said to myself.

I walked by the room with the caskets, peaking in. I couldn't- wouldn't- end up like them. What didn't they think of?

"It's a key with a cold gleam," Len hinted to me. Maybe there is a key right in front of me and I didn't even know it.

"Key with a cold gleam..." I paced around some more, looking up at the clock when I walked in front of it. The hands were still frozen. Fan-fucking-tastic.

The gold hands shone like the sun from the chandelier lights.

"A cold gleam..." I said to myself. I smiled and looked at the cast.

Rin knew what I was about to do. I could tell.

"I foooooooound it~!" I said cheerfully.

"No!" Rin pounced at me, but I broke the glass to the clock before she got to me.

Stupid girl. I'm getting out of here, no matter the cost.

"You're killers," I said, taking the hands off the clock, "and now," I looked at them with a giant smile, "I'm getting payback."

They were taking it all in as I stabbed a Rin on the floor in the back.

Their heads snapped up. They knew to run. Smart ones.

"I'm the focus of this crazy night!" I said running towards the maid, "With a knife in one hand..."

I stabbed the maid in the back of the neck.

"... and a skull in the other."

With one simple wave of my knife, I was having fun!

"Run! Run! Forget the script and your lines!" They screamed, scattering in all directions, "Break everything to the point of going mad!"

I ran around, slashing and stabbing. They did this to me. They made me insane. What the unlucky ones didn't think of, was putting the cast in their own caskets.

"Sing!" I slashed at little Len, too small to run away. He fell, crying, "Dance!"

He wouldn't move. "I said," I kicked him in the side, "DANCE!"

Little Len was incapable of dancing at the moment. And, oh, trust me, I'll make him never be able to dance again.

I stabbed his right leg, moving the knife around, enjoying the shrieks coming from his little mouth. I smiled with pleasure.

Taking out the knife made him shriek even more. I licked the blood-drenched knife, and walked away. He would soon die of blood loss.

My next victim, the butler was hiding in a closet. Stupid man.

"I found you~!" I said, giggling, and stabbed his chest. He fell to the floor, covering his wound with his hand, crying.

"Why are you frowning?" I asked, getting down on my knees, "Smile!"

I carved a smile with my knife from ear to ear. Blood dripped down his chin, covering his neck, clothes, and floor with it. He kept on crying.

"Fine," I sighed, and stabbed him in the skull. Quick deaths weren't my favorite, but when they were needed, they were needed.

I walked around, looking for my next victim. The blue haired man was consoling the brown haired woman in a bedroom.

"You guys suck at this game!" I whined. My blue hair dip-dyed with blood, I walked towards them.

"'ll end your misery quickly," I said with a disappointed tone. I simply stabbed them both a few times and their annoying whines stopped. I sighed and walked away from the lifeless bodies, no need for them in this world.

I walked the hallways, wondering where my last victim, Luka, was. "Luka~! Oh Luka~!" I called for her, "I've got sweets for you~! Come out, come out for a good time~! Let's sing and dance to the point of madness!" I heard cry beside me.

There you are.

"Luka, you're the only one left. Good for you, you've survived this long," I said, looking down at her while she looked up at me, her legs curled to her chest. She sobbed and sobbed, like every other one of them.

"Y-You're the focus of t-this crazy night..." she whispered.

"Forget the fucking lines!" I screamed and she immediately shut her mouth.

"You think I had a choice to be in this play?!" she cried. I stood there, looking down at her. "Don't you see? I'm just another dead victim to this play! I was trapped just like you and now I'm forced to play-"

I didn't feel like hearing her sob story.

XXX

I walked back to the main hallway, only the see a shadow and the letter I had gotten on the ground in the middle of the room.

"That was a nice show you put on tonight," the shadow said, and picked up the letter, sobbing.

And then I woke up.

That's it :) Hope you saw the trigger warning! know it's not that scary, but some people are just sensitive, so I just thought why not. I had a lot of fun writing this and I can't wait to write another Vocaloid fanfic; I have a lot of fun writing them!

-Crappy