Chapter 7 Explosions of all kinds

The three remaining had no idea what to do, people were dead and vanishing, the twins had been taken and they had no idea what was going to happen next. All the horrors watched between John, Randy and Trish had never gone like this. They walked up the halls trying to find a clue, anything, to set them free.

"Ok did that suit of armor just move?" Trish asked, everything was freaking her out right now, everything was evil and out to get her now.

"No it didn't move Trish" John said patiently taking the young blonde's hand, "We have to keep moving, if I know my horrors and I do, there should be a main control or camera room, where the killer watches us squirm"

"And when we find it?" Randy asked folding his arms over his chest, he wasn't sure how much longer he could play this game, and he thought the obvious, the twins had something to do with this. If they were still alive it would only cement that he was right, they go missing so it looks like they got nothing to do with it, but for some strange reason they live? Of course they were the killers they wouldn't kill themselves. So to Randy, they had something to do with this.

"Then maybe we can catch him or her off guard" John supplied inching down the hall, his blue eyes keeping an eye on anything that might seem weird and out of place.

"What makes you say him or her?"

John shrugged still holding Trish's hand, "This game is one thing for sure, unpredictable, we say the killer is a man and it turns out to be a girl, or vice versa, I'm keepin the possibilites open"

Randy had to admit the older man was thinking straight, straighter than anyone else right now. They kept walking trying not make any sudden movements, the lights flickered making the three of them stop and grab each other's hands.

"'Member when the lights go out, grab each other, no one can go missing if there-" The lights went out and they instantly grabbed each other, the lights came on and it was now only Trish and Randy standing in the deserted hallway,

"Oh come on!"

Hand clamped over his mouth, the body couldn't struggle for long not when there was two of them holding him. It was the sweet flirty voice he heard first. "Shhh quit squirmin"

Light came on in the little closet and right before him, both twins were still alive, a little bit of blood over Raven's face but alive and now John wanted his answers, why the hell did they grab him like that, and was Randy right? Were they the killers and he was now next?

"What the hell?"

Raven shushed him and pressed her ear against the door, in the small space it meant that Iziah was pressed right up against John, her hands couldn't stop the wondering, it was like they had minds of their own. Iziah stopped herself for a moment, those blue eyes demanding some sort of explaination. "Rae has figured out some stuff, stuff that might save us but only if we do it her way, which will set us free." Iziah smiled gently as the relief washed over John's broad face, "Or it'll kill us"

"Well thats less comforting" John mused quietly, Iziah's hands were back to washing over his body, down his broad chest and to the front of his jeans. John couldn't help it, his brain wasn't listening to him, Not the time or place John, but his body was reacting and every time Izzy let her hand slide over his groin, it only got harder to control.

Raven still had her ear pressed to the door, so far all she heard was Randy and Trish talking softly, trying to figure a way out.

"We're not being killed randomly, we're in a special order. An order that has some sort of special meanin to the killer, french whore was first, beautiful ones always go third or fourth, but our killer is being different. Usually its the black guy either first or second but we don't have a black guy so the ginger went, then the loud mouth who everyone hates, then it was meant to be one of us, but we messed the order up and it got Lita instead"

Raven didn't notice that neither John or Iziah were paying attention, they were a little too busy. John's tongue halfway down her throat as her hands pushed inside his jean shorts, pulling him closer and closer to the ultimate explosion. When she turned around they broke apart and blushed red, Iziah's hand sticky with John-juice. Raven just looked at her sister, "Seriously? Are you kiddin me?"

"What? He started it with all his random hotness" Izzy protested. Raven rolled her eyes at least thankful that Iziah used the hand that was cuffed to Raven, "Grab him" "His hand Iziah!"

Iziah blushed and giggled taking her free hand from John's groin, instead she wiped her hand and grabbed his beefy wrist, "Lets go"

They burst out and Randy's fist took Raven off her feet and too the floor, bright red blood spurting everywhere.

"Dude!" Raven dragged herself up along with Iziah, if she wasn't so busy licking her hand with great memories, she would of decked Randy. Right now everyone was invisible and it was just her and the taste of John that lingered on her tongue. "What the hell?"

"What a shocker, you're both still alive"

Raven let the blood flow, "Yeah because our killer has an order and we weren't meant to be next dumbass," Raven rolled up the sleeve of her free arm, "See?" Burnt into the flesh was a searing message that didn't help anyone. You're not next

"And that proves what?" Randy drawled still paranoid that they had something to do with this, for one thing she was burnt and it didn't seem to bother her, something like that should have her screaming in pain.

"I can assure you jackass that I didn't burn myself, I'm not that fucked up"

"Oh really" Randy pressed making Raven's face turn a dark red. If Iziah could, she would of moved away knowing that her sister was about three seconds away from an epic meltdown. Raven and Randy started yelling at each other, just randomly throwing insults,

"Guys" Trish tried to get their attention, another surprise from the killer, litterly sitting in a chair down the hall, as though it was watching them. No one took any notice, they kept arguing with Iziah and John trying to calm them down,

"Guys!" Trish yelled finally getting their attention, "Look!"

They followed her gaze and actually didn't want to know. Lita's dead body propped up on a chair, staring them down as though she was still alive.

"Don't go near her" Raven warned, it was only John that listened, Iziah didn't have a choice, as long as she was chained to her sister she wouldn't be making any stupid desicions.

"Why?" Randy asked taking another step, Trish grabbed his arm, shushing him.

"Listen. Do you hear that?"

They all stopped and faintly all they could hear was the tick tock, no clock in sight. "What is that?" Trish asked looking around. Randy shook out of her grip and took another step towards the dead red-head, the ticking got louder and louder and Randy suddenly realised why, "Down!" He shouted their bodies instantly hitting the floor. The small bomb buried in Lita's stomach finally exploded sending the red head every which way. Blood, bone and flesh painting everything within distance.

"Anyone hurt?" Raven asked still on the ground, she was fine and from her sister's annoyed grunts about her now sore boobs, so was Iziah.

"I'm good" Trish uttered, "Randy? John?"

"All good" John muttered pulling himself up, Randy lay down from him, not moving. "Randy?"

Randy didn't say anything, Trish, John and the twins tentively took a step towards his body, "Randy?" Raven knelt down calling his name softly. Her fingers reached for his body, "Boo!" Randy suddenly got out making both twins fall backwards in fright. His handsome face chisled into a twisted grin.

"You're gonna regret that" Iziah said knowingly glancing at Raven. "Hey here's a question, wheres that other douche?"

"Punk? He decided that he didn't want to play and went looking for another exit, we ain't seen or heard from him, but I'm just gonna assume he's dead" Randy brushed himself down before glancing to Raven, his fingers pinching her cheeks as though she was a child, shockingly it was Iziah that gave the warning, "You might not wanna do that Randy"

He kept pinching her cheek, grinning at his victory of scaring her. "Oh whats gonna happen, is the small girl gonna hit me?"

Raven sucker punched him right in the balls, the voice and everything else pushed outta him.

"I should've told you that Raven used to be a boxer and she has a mean hook"

John helped Randy up, "Lets just go and find Punk and get the hell outta here. I think enough people have died, don't you?"

Raven glared at Iziah, knowing exactly what she wanted to say and it wouldn't help them one little bit.

A/N Oooh where is Punk? Revealed in the next chapter...Onwards we go!