Chapter 4

Warning: Slash, Incest, Mpreg. Don't like, I suggest you don't read. I might be adding implications of rape or possibly rape. I'm just thinking about it to be sure. And I'm probably going to get disturbing later. So if you can't take blood, or more disturbing things. I suggest you don't read this chapter. Other than that. Enjoy!

Later that night: Mike had just finished putting up the dinner everyone had eaten. Well except Randy. He had grabbed his food and bid them good night. Everybody had gone upstairs except Chris. He wanted to wait downstairs for Mike. "You done?" Chris asked."Almost". Chris smiled and got up. He waited by the kitchen door as Mike put the last bowl of potatoes into the fridge. He walked toward Chris and grabbed his hand, as they walked out the kitchen. They were heading to the elevator until Mike stopped."Why don't you take the elevator, Chris? I want to take the stairs to, you know, clear my head."Mike said. Chris thought about it for a moment than smiled."Alright, well be careful. Just hurry up, okay. I don't want you getting lost." Mike nodded and kissed Chris on the cheek. Chris left Mike and walked toward the elevator. Mike started slowly walking up the stairs. As he got past the 1st floor, the steps looked longer. He rubbed his eyes and noticed how dark it is. By the time he was on the 2nd floor, he was shivering from the cold. It wasn't even cold downstairs, but it was freezing up here. He started to hurry up, sprinting up the stairs. He finally made it to his room and opened the door. He closed it and locked it, right before the music started. Chris looked up as Mike walked over. He sat down next to Chris on the couch. Chris wrapped his arms around Mike, and kissed his forehead as they watched TV. Mike dozed off as the music continued playing.

Mike was walking down the hallways of the mansion. His clothes were shredded and he had blood running down between his legs. He was crying. It was completely dark. The only noise that he could hear was the music. He found an open door, which was completely dark inside. He walked in, and saw his brothers and Shawn chained up on to the wall. The bloody key was sitting next to Jay's feet. He picked it up and helped them out the chains. They all left the room, holding on to each other. Mike pointed to another open door at the end of the hallway. John looked at it in fear, clutching his bleeding stomach. He shook his head no. As John did that a bloody, deranged figure walked out the room. It stared at them, and then it ran toward them. They all tried to run away, but more figures were behind them. They ran to the next open door beside them and closed and locked the door. There was lots of banging on the other side. Jeff turned around and screamed. They all turned and saw what Jeff was staring at. Hanging on the wall, were their significant others. Chris was hanging by his neck, dead cold eyes staring at them. Blood came out from his eyes like tears. Hunter was laying on a bar, his whole body cut in half hanging by his entrails. Ron was laying dead on the table, blood pouring from his mouth and eyes. Matt was staring at them, alive. He had a dark look in his eyes, holding a bloody knife. Randy sat behind him, smirking with dark blood pouring from his mouth. Matt lunged toward them and-

Mike shot up awake, terrified. The rough movement jolted Chris awake."Baby, what's wrong?" Chris asked, worried. Mike shook his head and started sobbing. Chris held him and tried to calm him down."I h-had a n-nightmare." Mike said stuttering while sobbing. Chris held Mike tighter and led them to the bed. He lied Mike down in them."Don't worry, sweetie. I'll make you feel better." Chris said, before he kissed Mike.