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Chapter 4: Explore

"I think we can stop running now we lost them a while ago" Puck exhaled as he stopped pushing Arties wheelchair.

"This place is like a fucking labyrinth" Santana commented as she looked back down sixth hall they ran down.

"I wouldn't be surprised if there are any hidden doorways in here" She took Brittany's hand in hers as the girl calmed her heart rate down.

"We're in one of the psych wards you can tell by the rooms" Rachel said as she clung to Finn's arm peeking into the room (room #7) closest to her.

As the group continued to walk down the hall they peeked into each room they walked by until something caught Mike and Tina's eye in one of the rooms (room #15), the room was isolated from the other rooms. They glanced at each other then back at what they were looking at, eyes wide.

"Guys look at this…" Tina said and they all gathered around the room to look inside.

"What the fuck…"Sam announces taking the words right out of most of there mouths, in this particular room attached to the walls where chains, the thick kind of chains, the walls porcelain white cushioned.

This seemed to be the only room that looked like this and even though the building inside and out was fairly withered and damaged this room was still impeccably intact.

"It's obvious that whoever stayed in this room was the most fucked up one of the all" Santana stated. A few of them hummed there agreements, Santana took notice of the initials carved into part of the bed structure, T.R. she furrowed her brows as she mimed the initials.

Puck deciding he had to get this on film unzipped his bag and took out the recorder he had stolen. Quinn noticed this and questioned him.

"Where did you get that? Did you actually steal that from the shop?" everyone turned to give him a disapproving look, Santana had a small smirk on her lips shaking her head because of knowing before hand.

"What's done is done, too late to do anything now lets just enjoy the fact that I can record this, it's fully charged and everything" Puck says as he opens the stolen item and turns it on. He zips his bag back up and adjusts the recorder on his hand.

He pressed the red dot to record and then points it towards the room in front of him panning around the room and zooming in on the chains and zooming back out. He then turns the recorder towards the group to have evidence of them being here the all have blank expressions on there faces he then turns it towards him self and smiles. Then he speaks to the recorder

"Puck-a-sorus here at this creepy ass asylum, it is Halloween and this is evidence that I along with my friends are here inside the asylum, the room you just saw was one of the many disturbing things in this place, also we got chased by a couple of guards so we're kinda on the run" He stops speaking gives the recorder to Artie.

"Keep recording" he tells him and turns his wheelchair around to continue walking down the hallway pushing Artie's wheelchair. The rest of them follow a few of them looking disbelievingly at his sheer calm stature.

"This place totally reminds me of like silent hill" Sam commented as the walked down yet another hallway leading to a different ward, the walls where cracked and had that sort of burnt look to them.

"Sort of, definitely the look but being in this situation I would say something like The Ward though or some movie having something to do with a ward…Right Santana" Puck questions knowing the girl has watched a shit load of horror movies.

Santana rolled her eyes but answered all the same. "Yes there are a number of horror movies that have wards or asylums in them Gothika, The Ward, The Asylum, The Jacket, Instinct, to name a few, even Girl interrupted which isn't really a horror but still has the genre of a ward whereas Silent hill had taken place in a tainted town though I will agree that the looks of the schools interior in the movie looks similar to the walls in here." Few of them looked to her with raised eyebrows.

"What he asked, I supplied an answer" Santana snapped at there stares she was getting from her fellow peers.

Only Brittany was really succumb to her knowledge of horror movies she had endured many a night where Santana had wanted to watch horror movies with her. Brittany reasoned it was because she always cuddled super close to her when she was scared, she figured her girlfriend took pleasure in being able to be the brave fearless one even though she knew this already.

Brittany put her arm around Santana's shoulders pecking her cheek; Santana smiled and wrapped an arm around Brittany's waist as the continued walking, a few of the others voiced their opinions on horror films and their surroundings.

Santana didn't want to say anything but ever since they had run down the fourth hallway Santana had gotten the eerie feeling that something or someone was here with them she of course brushed it off, but it still lingered in her mind something about this place didn't sit right with her but then again they were in a freaking abandoned asylum, she took a glance at Brittany who had a small frown etched in her features, she knew Brittany could feel it to, Santana knew Brittany didn't like this place from the start, but then why would she convince her to go…

She snapped out of her inner thoughts when Kurt spoke up.

"Which way do we go?" he questioned, they where at another hallway that split. One of the hallways was really dark compared to the other one due to the obvious reason that the electricity was wasn't working down that hallway.

Santana knew exactly which way the idiots where going to go and rolled eyes at the sheer stupidity and ultimate cliché moment.

"Puck I know you're not about to go down that hall, you're really not that incompetent" she questioned him before he could step towards the dark hall he was directing Artie towards.

"Come on Santana we have flashlights its all good" he said looking back at her.

"I don't give a flying fuck if we've got flash lights we're not going down that hall when there's one we can walk down that's has light already provided." Santana declared

"Santana you're being unreasonable, this is like our own horror movie and its getting filmed" he countered pointing at the recorder in Artie's hands.

"Unreasonable, I you kidding me right now is this all a big game to you I said we're not going down that hallway" she declared.

Puck glared at her and then looked to Brittany and hardened his stare.


So we're walking down this mother fucking hallway flashlight in hand when I explicitly said we're not going down this hallway, this is an absolute fuckery. How did this even happen…oh Brittany and her mouth, this is unbelievable.

"I really don't understand you people, do you not have a voice you just follow along like some sad puppies why the hell didn't you guys say anything about which hallway to go down" Santana sneered.

"Don't get angry at us because you got blindsided from a kiss" Quinn replied pointing her flashlight in Santana's face, there were some silent giggles from some of the group that she chose to ignore.

"Get that out of my fucking face, you're going to blind me" She pushed at Quinn's arm to direct it back in front of her and blinked a few times to adjust back to the darkness.

"Sam stop walking in front of me I keep tripping over you foot" Rachel moaned as she tripped once again.

"Sorry, my bad" Sam moved from in front of Rachel to where Mercedes was walking.

"Look there's light up ahead see nothing to worry about" Puck clarified to the group.

"Whatever, just walk faster I don't want to be here any more" she stated picking up her pace and pulling Brittany along with her.

The light they came upon was dim but the room was lit nevertheless, so a few of them kept there torches out.

They continued to survey there surroundings. They where in a really big office the door was no longer there, there was however to doors on the other side of the room. The room looked unkempt as though someone had messed it up on purpose. There were many files and file cabinets that were open, some where tossed around the room. There were six certificates that you could tell used to hang on the wall, the glass cover they were kept in broken and the certificates themselves were scrunched up or ripped apart. The large wooden desk was unmoved likely bolted to the floor and the draws in the desk were unopened. This room had carpet old but still had a cozy vibe. There was an empty water filter in the corner of the room.

"Let's check out some of the files, they're probably patients." Puck says as he walks over to the filing cabinet and opens up a file at random. The rest of them spread out around the room looking inside a few of the files that were absently thrown on the floor. They decided that they would go around a few times calling out the names in the files, ages and what had landed them in an asylum.

"George Parks, age 34 diagnosed with schizophrenia" Finn called out first to the others.

"Daniel Perkins, age 45 diagnosed with borderline personality disorder" Rachel said after him.

"Jared Grant, age 31 diagnosed with fregoli delusion?" Sam had question more than stated with the last part of the sentence. "What is that?" he questioned again.

"It's a rare disorder in which a person holds a delusional belief that different people are in fact a single person who changes appearance or is in disguise, the delusion of doubles they call it." Everyone looked towards her immediately and all she can do is roll her eyes.

"I will just stop answering if you guys keep looking at me like I have two heads; my dad is a doctor he gets a few cuckoo birds that come into the hospital once in a while you know and he knows a lot about that stuff." Santana looked across the room at them and shake her head "Any who, whose next?" she questioned trying to get the eyes off her.

"Hayden Brice, age 26 diagnosed with major depressive disorder" Brittany speaks up and gives her girlfriend a smile which she returns.

"Chris Walker, age 30 diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia" Mercedes calls out. As an after thought she adds "Weren't there any women that where in here?"

Artie moves the recorder into his other hand and opens up a file cabinet next to his wheel chair labeled females. "Jenny Smith, age 24 diagnosed with generalized anxiety disorder" he says.

Santana gives the file she's holding to Quinn and walks around the back of the desk to where the draws are closed and she tries to open one while Kurt is reading out the file in his hands. Why the fuck is this so hard to open? Santana questions in her head as she pulls harder at the draw that wouldn't budge. She gives a really forceful tug with both hands and she is almost sent falling back when the draw opens halfway, a screeching sound made from the sides of the draw. Mike's voice was cut off by the sound. Once again everyone turned in her direction. Brittany walked to where she was and tried to pull the draw a little further out and was successful in doing so, she then took out numerous pieces of paper and put some on the desk while handing a few to Santana.

"What are they?" Puck questioned as he and the others walked towards the desk.

"A couple of other files on patients and documents about the asylum, these look like government seals or something." Santana voiced reading through the document before speaking up again.

"Seems like the asylum was going to be under demolition…correct is in demolition hence why it is abandoned, all the patients where relocated to an asylum west of Ohio, also most likely the reason for those guards being out there." Santana says when she's done reading through the document sending a glare to Puck and then the two boys next to him.

The group all voices their worries at once. Santana can't help but think that this is utter bullshit; she never wanted to be here in the first place and now she finds out that there are bombs in the asylum and that eerie feeling hasn't go since only heighten. Everyone silence when she started speaking.

"You know what I think I'm changing the rules right now and the rule is that we are leaving now, I don't want to be here. The first exit we see in this building we're taking it" Santana commanded and put the documents back in the draw. Brittany hands her back the files other the patients that where in the draw and before Santana puts it back her eyes catch a name on one of the profiles and is about to read it read properly but she is interrupted.

"No way we aren't leaving yet that's wasn't the rule you enforced before we left" Finn said and Puck was quick to agreed.

"That was before I found out that there are bombs and what not all up in this place." Santana voiced getting thoroughly pissed off.

She looks back to where the files are in her hands and reads the name off of it aloud.

"Thomas Rite-" she pauses for a second and then continues reading "-age 25 diagnosed psychopath" Santana visibly swallowed before she started reading part of the file it was a daily description of his behavior. It lightly mentioned the nurse he always requested, it also mentioned him almost killing two other patients.

"What room number was the one with the cushioned walls and chains?" she questions with a serious face to the group.

"Room number fifteen" Both Rachel, Kurt and Brittany say simultaneously

"Why?" Quinn questions studying Santana face which was still unwavered seriousness.

"T.R" is all she says before adding "We are leaving this place now, I'm not playing around" she immediately puts the file back in the draw and goes to one of the two doors they had seen when they came in and opened one. It was another long hallway with many other hallways I looked like another maze. "For fuck sake a labyrinth within a labyrinth" she mumbles to herself though a few of them heard what she said.

Everyone looked at Santana wearily she look really nervous, all of a sudden and Brittany was silently cursing herself for agreeing to all this in the first place she had been feeling so guilty the whole time and this only made it worse. She blames herself for this mess if only she could take it back, take it all back. She snaps out of her inner self pity when Santana hurriedly opens the second door. Yet another hallway which separates like a "Y" shape.

"This one" she says and walks into the hallway. None of them where following her yet because that happen all under one minute and they were in a state of shock from her change in demeanor. She was already nearing the spilt and then turned down the right side it was quiet narrow, before anyone started moving and it was Puck who moved first, he was mad at her because this wasn't part of the deal he was promised longer and he was going to fight her for that, he rushed down the hallway after her and shortly behind Sam, Mike, Tina and Quinn who had become worried when she studied Santana's face rushed down the hallway after them. Brittany pushed Arties wheel chair seen as Puck swiftly taken off and sped walked with Mercedes, Kurt, Finn and Rachel trying to catch up.

By the time Puck caught up to Santana she was already turning down another hallway mumbling about having to get out, keeping Brittany safe, them having to be safe. He forcefully turns her round by the shoulder so she's facing him.

"We're aren't, leaving not yet" Santana pushes his hand off her shoulder, she is about to argue with him but she then notices Mike, Tina, Sam and Quinn right behind him and Brittany nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Brittany?" She announces hastily pushing Puck aside and walk back down the hallway.

She lets out a sigh of relief when she sees Brittany down the other end of the hallway pushing Arties wheel chair and the others close behind her, she starts walking towards them when all of sudden an explosion goes off and the whole hallway shakes. Santana's eyes widen and she looks to Brittany who had stopped when she heard the explosion, fear coursed through her body and was so clearly written on her face, her eyes sought out brown ones down the hall from her and then nothing...

The ceiling between them fell and blocked the path towards one another.

"Shit!" everyone said concurrently

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